Everything was going smoothly until it turned out that the back breaks were on the left handlebar.
The second part of my gift for my secret shipmate say-when-swan under the prompts Hook’s lack of real world knowledge, and snark (though this time it’s silently implied)
This was delayed because: frell drawing bicycles, and coincidentally, the night I was going to finish this, my dad pulled out a bunch of old home videos of me and my siblings that he’d converted to digital, and some of them were of me learning to ride a bike.