Day 4 with Delilah!
Zim, Dib, Gaz, and I were already riding the chairlift to the top of the mountain. We had agreed that whoever skied or snowboarded down the mountain first would be better than the rest of us.
What? We were having fun!
"So wait, Pro-Track, or the Medium-Track?" I asked as we got off the lift.
"I say Pro," Gaz commented.
"Pro," Zim agreed.
"Definitely Pro," Dib added.
"OK, OK, Pro-Track!" I stated.
Gaz and Zim had skis while me and Dib had a snowboard. I flicked my hair out of my face and put on my goggles.
Gaz held up three fingers. She slowly retracted each one until there was only her fist.
We all took off.
There are more twists, turns, and obstacles in your path when you ride the Pro-Track. I think one kid slammed into a tree and had to be sent home early because of it.
That will not happen to me!
I knelt down on my snowboard to go faster. I was already going about, what, 17 mph.
I was actually in front of everybody, Dib was second, Gaz was third, and Zim was forth.
I was just about to reach the finish when out of nowhere, Dib came behind me and sped up to take first place.
"Damn!" I said as I slowed to the end. Dib won!
Dib won?
Whatever.
I removed my goggles and walked up to Dib, who was doing some kind of weird happy dance.
"Dude! You beat me!" I said encouragingly to him.
"I know," he replied, "I don't even know how I did that!"
"Nice job, squirt," Gaz and Zim came up behind us.
"I can't believe I ended up in forth," Zim complained.
"Hey, you keep doin' it, you get better at it," I encouraged.
Yes, we're one big happy family.
Whatever.