Racing Boy Rim How Simple Is It To Change The View From Your Kitchen Window?

How simple is it to change the view from your kitchen window? - racing boy rim

I drank my coffee in the morning
Through the window and looked up.
Like yesterday Asphalt
I wish I could change the display.

I saw a boy named Toby
only lives on the street.
They spend more time pushing his bicycle
then sit in the bank.

A group of children who are after him
how he played with his chain.
I remember I was eight years
I felt the pain of this child.

My words: "Need a hand?
met with the smile of a period of six teeth.
We broke into my garage
We worked and talked for a while.

I heard that he was a rabbit
His name I remember, Bear
Bear him and his three sisters,
All of them had red hair.

I connected the two tires
every corner and every word.
I put the saddle and handlebar
As he told a joke Knock Knock.

He asked me if I could go faster
my lecture on the gearbox, which brought a look.
We saw in my closet for grease lightning
I told him that his next race would not be fair.

Cycling all the bISASSEMBLING
We shook hands and said goodbye.
Now, outside my window
a red ... smiling race.