The kid up the road had one of these. Well, not exactly one of these but a pedal car verion of one of these. I’d head on up to his house every day after school. There was my mate in his blue-grey ‘Woodie’, little sister in tow, on her little trike. I’d hang around hoping for a ride – he’d torture me saying ‘In a minute’ every few minutes. I’d wait patiently for an hour as he pedalled furiously around the back yard, little sister in tow, on her little trike. I’d give up and turn for the front gate and he’d go, ‘OK, your turn’. I’d get my once around the yard then resume my position on the back step for another hour, watching, little sister in tow, on her little trike. She never said a word, just pedalled forward when he pedalled forward, backed up when he backed up, stopped when he stopped – and looked at me blankly when it was my turn. Everyone loved that Woodie.
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