We could see it a mile away. It’s probably visible from the space station. We were laughing so hard we were wobbling as we rode down the street. Nacho crashed into a curb.
The paint job looked like the head-on wreck of two rainbows. I never saw so many colors in one place, all splashed and squished and slopped all over each other.
And there was the supergoober, ducking through the doorway and coming out to greet us—laughing. I swear, he was laughing even harder than us. And the more he laughed, the less Bump laughed. And when Soop threw out his arms and yelled, “It’s beautiful!” I think I saw steam coming off the top of Bump’s head.