This Southpark neighborhood kid noticed us roadies showing up on his turf. Within seconds of our stop to wait for another cyclist that was joining us, he arrived.
We respectfully denied his repeated requests to race. We also humored his various Q/As, including:
- Why are you wearing those outfits?
- My bike at home is a Redline/Haro carbon BMX bike that weighs “nothing” What does your bike weigh?
- How much do you bikes cost?
The scene was like a bike version of a Fat Albert cartoon. He even did some wheelies for us.