Howie and Bede both have growling monster motorbikes.

“Howie’s is grey, but mine’s better cos it’s red”

jokes Bede.

“No mine’s better” sniggers Howie.

They always polish them till they sparkle then can’t wait to take them for a ride and get them muddy again.

“Let’s go to Europe!”

“Yeah! We can ride all day and sleep in our tent when we get tired.”

They pack their tent, socks and spare undies and jump on their bikes.

“Wow wow!! Wow wow!!” the bikes roar with excitement.

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