25 Hill

Roy:
There. We met, we hooked, we're done.

Trey Caldwell:
I didn't put you anywhere. You're a grown up, you can put yourself where ever you want.

Roy:
Whata ya do when you hit the hill about 30 miles an hour and you vere off to the right, hard?

Trey Caldwell:
Pull it back to the left, hard.

Roy:
That's it?

Trey Caldwell:
Yep.

Roy:
Well congratulations, you're dead, nice ride.

Trey Caldwell:
Thanks, man... thanks. Anything else you wanna bring on me? C'mon, bring it on! C'mon!

Roy:
Course, loosin' mighta had somethin' to do with that funky helmet that you had on.

Roy:
It's the stuff inside that we fight for.

Trey Caldwell:
You ever puke?

Roy:
What, you gonna be sick?

Trey Caldwell:
Oh, no. I was just wondering.

Roy:
If I puke.

Trey Caldwell:
Yeah.

Roy:
Course I puke. Everyone pukes. You are one random kid, Trey.

Trey Caldwell:
Looks like a pretty good hill for a Soap Box run.

Roy:
Are you kiddin'? A perfect hill. Perfect slope. Inch for inch almost identical to Akron.

Trey Caldwell:
Faith and Courage. Good ol' red, white and blue. Totally rocks.