My son has a battery powered four-wheeler that his grands bought him several months ago. (It's stuff like that that make them so grand!)
With rain and current high temperatures I usually keep it inside. Riding it in the house is generally not a problem because he typically wedges it somewhere and leaves it.
Today was one of those days where I spent most of the morning on the phone. During a very serious conversation, I was forced to talk over what sounded like a demolition derby.
My son was on his four-wheeler doing what resembled donuts on the kitchen floor. The ride ended with my call; leaving me with black marks and a migraine.
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