and sister. By the time I finish the first stretch I'm really puffing and
I can tell my face is about the colour of the apples on the trees near by, but I keep on going. It's great. I can't wait till I reach the hill and I get stuck into it. It's pretty big so I really tread hard. I go for it, I really go for it. The top is my reward when I go zooming down the other side. It's the type of hill you yell on and I usually do. Where ever the road goes, I go. I pedal, yell, brake, change gear, everything, because I don't want to miss out on anything. It's great!