Wintersplash 4.0 (Page 3)
I believe this was the final picture taken before we reloaded on hot chocolate and pizza. We needed that in order to have the necessary energy to take another beating on the good ol' Wintersplash run.
Danny is defeated, lying face down in a pool of his own self-pity. That or he's resting. He could be thinking really hard, maybe doing a little long division. Now that I think about it, call him up right now and ask him what he was doing at that moment.
Once again, Tim surprised us with yet another ingenious thought, when not ride a bike on the Wintersplash? I answered him with why ride a bike on the Wintersplash. He said because it's never been done before. I learned a long time ago that it is not wise to stand between Tim and his goal, so I let him. I laughed, called him names, took his picture, but I him. Lassie stood by with a weird grimace on her face, which really creeped me out.
Danger does have a middle name, and it is known the world over as the Crash Helmet. Whenever the slightest amount of danger is present, so is that helmet, ever ready to protect the recipient of danger (usually Tim) from harm. So Tim got all padded up, the proceeded to vault over the fence via the ramp into the world beyond.
