Childhood Stories!

Johnny Virgil relates a great story that should take everyone back to their childhood. Case in point: “Markie eased his bike out a little farther on the path, and gave the house the once over with his critical eye. He shared his professional opinion. “I think we can make it,” he said. “I don’t think she’s home. Either that or her car’s in the garage.”

“OK. We go on three,” I said, my voice tight. “One….two….three……GO!”

We pedaled as if our lives depended on it -- because in our hearts, we knew they did. We were only out in the open for maybe twenty seconds, cutting across her yard, following the faint trail that ran along her fence, but it seemed an eternity. We were completely vulnerable, and we knew it. On the one hand, you wanted to zig-zag to throw off her aim, but on the other hand, making a beeline for the woods seemed most prudent from a pure speed standpoint.

“The front door’s opening! I think she sees us! FASTER!” Markie screamed.

“I SEE IT! I SEE THE GUN!” The Snitch yelled back…”

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