Wednesday, November 04, 2009


On Sunday Dad and I went up 88 Valley to do a motorbike race.
First we did a practice ride. Then we raced. Dad's race was first.
Dad did a wheelie. My race was last. It was fun. I thought I won. Then everyone went to the Richmond pub. I didn't get a prize but someone else gave me a hat. We went to bed late.


Mum said...

Jamie, I was so proud of you - your first race and you were so brave!!And you only fell off three times, well done.

Anonymous said...

Great story Jamie, sound like lots of fun!!

Anonymous said...

what did you come