As Simon lined up with the other bikers he was aware of how foolish he must look. Both he and his bike were half the size of the others. But he was confident in his and Jeanette's modifications. He glanced round for her but he couldn't see her. But there was Jillian… still cheering for Duke.

As the starting gun went off he stalled. Alvin and Theodore ran over to give him a push start and moments later he was off. As soon as his brothers were clear he fired the twin jets they'd added. The bike flew along the track passing the other bikers who looked on in amazement.

But his thrill didn't last long. One off the bolts came loose and the jets swung round so he was heading backwards. Just as quickly as he'd advanced the bike took him back. It took him some time to force the bike round so though he was still travelling backwards at least he was going the right way.

Simon found himself in the lead with Duke. They both raced along but Simon was at a disadvantage. Going backwards he couldn't see where he was going and when Duke bounced over a log, Simon hit it full force. He was flung high into the air and the crowd gasped. But Jeanette had worried about just such a problem and Simon was wearing a fast acting parachute. He pulled the tug and floated gently back to earth.

But he didn't win.

"Simon?" Dave's worried voice called out. He'd worked out where the boys had gone. "What's come over you?" Simon hesitated but Alvin spoke.

"Here she comes now." Jillian rushed over to Simon. Dave suddenly realised what had been going on and wisely kept silent.

"Simon! I'm so impressed with the modifications on your bike!"

"You are?" He stared at her in astonishment.

"My cousin Duke wants to know all about him." The leather clad boy had come over too. He smiled at Simon.

"Your cousin?" Simon turned on Alvin. "Grr… Alvin!"

"Well changing your image did work and Jillian is talking to you." Alvin quickly backed away from his angry brother.

"Changing your image?" Jillian asked. "Simon, I liked you the way you were."

"But what about the Bohemian exhibit?" he turned back to her.

"I turned you down because I was going to the biking exhibit. Why don't you come with me?" She smiled at him.

"Sure." He began walking with Jillian away from the race track, leaving his family behind. "Biking history has always fascinated me." She walked close to him and he breathed deeply. "What happened to your perfume?"

"Perfume? I don't wear perfume. It doesn't tend to last round bikes," she grinned.

"Simon?" A voice called tentatively. He turned round to see Jeanette.

"Jeanette! You came!"

"Oh, it was so exciting!" she enthused. "The science worked perfectly it was just the mechanics let you down… and I was so glad you wore that parachute."

"Yeah. That was a good idea," he smiled. Then he turned back to Jillian. "Jeanette helped me modify the bike," he explained.

"Really? You did a great job." Jeanette blushed.

"Well. I shouldn't keep you…" she suddenly rushed forward and hugged Simon. "I'm just so glad you're alright." She pulled back slightly embarrassed. "Sorry."

"That's OK." Simon murmured. She nodded quickly before turning and running back to the others.

"She a good friend of yours?" Jillian enquired. Simon nodded before recovering his voice.

"Yeah. She's like my best friend. She's in a band with her sisters. The Chipettes."

"Oh. I'm not really into music." They continued walking towards the museum. Simon's mind was in a whirl. Jillian didn't wear perfume yet he'd smelt that beautiful scent again today… when Jeanette hugged him.