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My seven year old son and I were out for an almost ill-fated spin on the Atlas the other day. We'd been cruising down country roads for only about ten minutes and had just buzzed through some well engineered S bends when Keef awoke with a jerk. As it turns out, I'm the jerk! Keef had dosed off and came too just in time to avert a back summy in tuck position at fifty mph. He never falls asleep in the car, even on long trips, had slept well the previous night, and is in good health. It seems the engine drone and comfortable ride did us in. Now, I'll only take him on short jaunts with plenty of thigh slapping, helmet thumping and spirited braking. A belt round us both is a good idea too! Perhaps an epinephrin drip... I'd have a great trick for stubborn babies if only the Atlas had bigger nipples! All jerking aside, be careful. I'm such a jerk... Anyone with info on welding an IV pole to an Atlas should probably ride solo.
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