| Rocky backs up the
motorcycle. He revs up the engine and you hold on tight. Then,
suddenly, the engine sputters out.
"What's wrong?" you ask. "I invented gasoline," he says. "Just not a whole lot." He pushes off anyway. The motorcycle rolls down the hill silently. It hits the edge and flies off over the chasm. A thunderbolt zots by. You turn and see Turing the Tester is waving his wand in your direction. "You didn't answer my question!" the wizard yells. "Now I'll have to wait at the wagon station all day for them to show up!" "He's right, you know," Rocky says. "We're on a tight schedule," you say. "Speaking of that, isn't this taking a long time?" "I think we're making pretty good speed, considering the engine isn't running." The motorcycle lands with a wump. You both get off and run toward the cave. |