Unannounced Race

Boom Boom has found he can always win an unannounced race, so why should he let anyone else know what is about to happen?

Wonder if anyone else is ready to start this unannounced race?
Wonder if anyone else is ready to start this unannounced race?

Hu-Dad and Landon were hanging out in the yard when Landon suddenly took off at a fast run and rambled up the steps. Hu-Dad was a little surprised to discover that a game had started.

I beat you to the top of the steps, Hu-Dad!
I beat you to the top of the steps, Hu-Dad!

As Landon celebrated his win, Hu-Dad pointed out it was easy to win an unannounced race, but the Boomster said that was a technicality. A win is a win.

I won. I won. I won.
I won. I won. I won.

1 Comments

  1. Jean Burkhardt on October 9, 2020 at 7:47 am

    Landon-you tricked Hu-Dad BUT I think you might have one the race anyway!! Love your face with the victory smile. Have a wonderful weekend all!

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