There was a big race on Sunday. One with excitement, amazed spectators, blazing speeds, and an incredible finish that came down to the wire. I'm not talking about the 49th running of the Daytona 500, which happened Sunday, February 18th in Daytona Beach, FL. I'm talking about The Great Race that stretched from Los Altos, CA all the way to Mountain View, CA. Yes, I'm talking about the trek from my grandparents' place in LA across El Camino, some railroad tracks, Central Expressway, and a couple other four lane roads, all the way to the self storage place in MV. My ride? A lightening-quick, high-octane, tricked-out powered wheel chair.
This thing turned on a dime, it flew along with five speeds (five!) and covered the three mile distance in under forty minutes. This machine is a serious speed demon. I passed some people out for a Sunday walk and left them in the dust. And this ride is plush, too. Dual padded arm rests, a custom head rest, and four rubberized wheels; two in the front for major power and two in the back for serious steering. As they say, "Business in the front, party in the back." And did I mention it has five speeds?
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