
Originally Posted by
bmccasland
One day driving down the freeway in central California I an semi-truck hauling an almost empty flat bed trailer. The only thing on the trailer was a little girl's pink bike, complete with pink handle bar streamers, and training wheels. The pike was strapped in upright right in the middle the trailer - all I could think of was that Daddy was coming home, with quite the presentation for his little girl!
I hoped it didn't get too many bug splats before he got home - for all I know he may not have had had far to go. I couldn't imagine driving a long haul with the bike unprotected.
There it was in all it's glory - a little pink bike on a big flat bed semi trailer!

AWWWW!!!!!
Christine
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