Goonies never say die

When I was little, the kids that grew up across the street from me had a Honda 3 wheeler, and we’d all take turns riding on it, along with my own family’s 4 wheeler. I wasn’t old enough to drive then, but my brother would let me ride on back sometimes. For some reason, even though it wasn’t ours, I enjoyed riding on the 3 wheeler the most. I loved how all the fallen unraked leaves in the yard would go flying up in the air when we went fast. They discontinued them years ago because they were considered too dangerous, and you hardly ever see them around anymore. I get nostalgic whenever I see one.