I actually know a guy who learned how to ride a motorcycle without ever learning to ride a normal bike. Considering the war on Mars was going for most of their lives, including childhood, I wondered if the same had happened to our boys...

The First Bicycle:

The ugly crunch of metal meeting dirt sounded loudly in the deserted junkyard as Vinnie tried and failed to go more than eight feet on a bike.

Charlene thought she was going to break a rib laughing from the look on his face. "BWAHAHAHAH!"

Modo shook his head in frustration and disappointment as Vinnie lay on the ground in shock at his fall. "You done yet, Charley?" the grey mouse asked.

"AHAHAHAHAH!"

Throttle stared in horror at the sight of Vincent falling off a bike. It might qualify as a sign of Armageddon. "I think that means no, Big Guy."

"Oh come on, it can't be that funny," Vinnie griped as he picked himself up from the ground. He gave a hard kick to the twisted metal remains of his last ride as he yanked off his helmet out of pure frustration.

"HAHAHAHA! The-the hell its not!" Charley clutched her sides, tears trickling down her face as she shook in uncontrollable laughter. Modo and Throttle were in the same mood as Vinnie, and had even gone so far as Modo using his bare hands to warp the bike's rusted frame into a very knotted donut. Charley couldn't stop laughing. "Oh god, that's awesome. You're serious. Oh god. Heehee-huh-HAHAHAHAHA!"

"Complete and utter piece of crap," Throttle muttered as he yanked off his helmet.

"Oh god, you have to stop, I can't breathe!" she begged. "HAHAHAHAHA!"

"Its not that big a deal!"

"N-No-N-Not-hahaha!-not that big-(gasp)-a deal? L-Let me get this straight," she tried to catch her breath and stop laughing but it was so hard! "Ahaha! You three, the Biker Mice, the most famous motorcycle riders in the galaxy, can't ride a basic ten-speed pedal bike? That's not just funny, that's hilarious!"

"Well lets see you do it then!" Vinnie snapped.

Charley took several deep breaths to calm down and walking over to her old powder blue bike and pulled on her helmet as she got on. "Sure thing, guys." She quickly pumped the pedals of her bike, gaining speed as she raced around the junkyard. She reached the homemade ramp her bros had made, easily catching more than fifteen feet of air in the massive jump. The girl landed beautifully, barely a jostle to shake her as she started pedaling again, going for another pass. This time she executed a perfect back flip in mid-air, once again landing without a hitch.

With casual ease, she slid the pedal bike to a drifting stop right in front of her bros', smiling sweetly at them. "See? Easy-peasy. Wanna give this another try, boys?"

All three mice just looked at her. "There are days that I really don't like you," Vincent muttered, as all three bikers put their helmets back on, grabbed another bike, and tried again.