43, PEDALING A DREAM Riding my bike is something I like. I'm Pedaling along in the breeze, Every chance I get, dry or wet you will find me out on the track. Feet on the pedals, hands on the bars, I travel faster than many cars. The speed that I do would scare quite a few as I whistle past. Thundering along humming my favourite song with the winning line in sight. Will I be first or will I be last many other bikes I have passed. Forty bikes in the race, several could not keep up the pace. Some have flat tyres, others have broken wires, others fall off their bikes. To be in this race and take my place is all in this dream of mine. Riding my bike is something I like. I only pedal for pleasure, this I treasure.