Need a Ride
He was about halfway home and riding along a residential street when he felt a shudder from beneath him. The rear tire locked up and skidded along the pavement a few feet before Joey lost control of his bike and felt himself thudding against the hard pavement of the sidewalk. He felt tears welling in his eyes, and struggled to hold them down. He looked around to see if anyone had seen him, but the street looked deserted. Looking down at his arm, he saw a big scrape running along most of his...