Huffy

Today while I was stopped at an intersection, a man on a beat-up Huffy pulled up next to me. On the man's head was a make-shift red helmet that looked like a bowl. On the back of the Huffy was a milk crate secured with bungee cords. On the front of the Huffy was a lawn mower engine, which could be heard for miles around.

I grinned at the man. "I like your bike!" I yelled.

"Thanks!" he called back. He buzzed away.