Kiwi Flyer Page #4

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the Trolley Derby.

I'm putting together a team.

You want to get whooped

by Shannon, do ya?

Not gonna happen.

Oh, yeah?

I need someone who's really

good at mechanical stuff.

Like you.

Here's the deal:

Let me

do the talking with Amanda.

I get her to go to the dance

with you

and you join the team

and help me finish the trolley.

Everybody wins.

Okay. Deal.

So where is this trolley?

Here.

You got to be kidding.

"The Kiwi Flyer"?

We just have to

make a bigger version.

That's all.

Yeah, that's all.

Well, I'll just have to

tell Amanda

that you don't want to go.

Okay. Deal.

You won't regret it.

So there's no one else

on the team, is there?

With you on the team,

we don't need anyone else, mate.

- Ha!

- Hey!

Gotcha!

- I am so gonna nail you.

- Come here!

[Both laughing]

With the team sorted out,

we hit the recycling center.

Hey, look!

We need one of these.

Oh.

Look what I found.

Wheels!

Whoo-hoo!

I was in charge of finances.

Okay. Yep.

I also found a way to

get rid of mum's anzac biscuits.

They're so hard.

Hope he hasn't got false teeth.

Soon, we were hard at work.

Don't strain your brain!

One of my many jobs was

head of secret

research and development.

And when Jeff got fired up,

I had to be

chief safety officer.

Whoa!

When the other kids

were playing,

we did our own

extension studies.

I don't like this.

Just keep a lookout.

What do you think

you're doing?

Um, I was just...

never use a drill press

without safety glasses.

Right?

Right.

And don't let anyone

catch you here.

[Relieved sigh]

[Screwdriver whirring]

Cheers, mate.

Turned out we got help

from a lot of people.

Some of them didn't even know

they were helping us.

So where'd you get these from?

Don't ask.

What do you reckon?

It's awesome.

Here, hold this for a sec.

What's this for?

Aerodynamics.

We'll blow the smoke

over the car using this fan.

That's not a fan.

Here.

This is a fan.

[Whirring]

Whoo-hoo!

Yeah.

Awesome!

- Oh, no!

- Look out!

Run! Run!

[Hens clucking]

[Both coughing]

[Both laughing]

- Whose idea was this?

- It was yours.

- Hey, look!

- What?

Amanda.

Go on, ask her. Quick!

Okay, okay.

Hey! Wait up!

- Hey.

- Hey.

Why are you running around

in your pajamas?

It's a gi.

Traditional karate outfit.

I'm training for nationals.

Cool. Karate.

Whee-ha-ho!

[Knuckles crunching]

Ah. Ah. Ah.

Mm-hmm.

So are you going

to the school dance?

Ben Walker,

are you asking me out?

Kind of. I mean...

- Okay!

- Sorry?

- That'd be cool.

- Text me.

Do you smell something?

No. What?

Like chickens.

No.

Okay. Bye!

But...

That didn't quite go

according to plan.

So how'd it go?

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