crazy riDer

He laughed as if to say, “I’m the safest

driver on the planet.” Then he said

something in Ratzikistani and gave me a

crash helmet.

Uh-oh. I wasn’t feeling good about this.

But what choice did I have? I had to

get back to the camper. Oh,

why had I left it in the

first place?

With a sigh, I

climbed onto the

snowmobile. We

took off like a

pair of schoolmice

on the first

day of

summer

vacation.

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