Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Broken... MP2!!! #1

When I was around ten years old, my brother and I got motor scooters for Christmas. We rode them every day, and they only took about ten minutes to fully charge when they got low on power. We rode them all day, every day. One day i got envious of my brothers scooter, because it had a seat while mine did not. When my brother went inside I ran into the dark, cold garage and grabbed his scooter from the dark abyss. I ran outside and I rode it all around the neighborhood. I then tried putting my foot on the front wheel, and it made a funny noise, so I kept doing it when my foot got stuck between the metal and the wheel. The scooter flipped, and threw me on the ground. I was fine but the scooter was a bit broken. My brother never forgave me for it.

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