CHAPTER 5

THE BASKET BARGE VS. THE HOG

     You'd think a kid as tall as Bones would be good at something, maybe basketball or volleyball or something, but I didn't know anybody more uncoordinated than him. It was kinda cool that if someone told him to act his shoe size, he actually had to step it up.

     I got to the top of the stairs when Bones sent me his "ready" text. I jumped into my Command Central post and plugged my phone into my laptop, so I could access my texts and the RACK at the same time.

     Bones: Rack it up Lump! I'm ready!!!
    Lumpy: U got the goods??
    Bones: What part of ‘ready' didn't you understand Lump??? What's the record again?

     I replaced the computer mouse with a joystick for better camera control and zoomed in on Bones' apartment. He was testing me to see if I knew the record from his apartment on the other side of town to my house on a bike. I typed in a text from my laptop.

     Lumpy: 4 min 12 secs...ready...set...

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