It was a cool day when I decided to go visit my cousins; both of my cousins were each other's neighbor. I went outside, got my bike and rode off to visit them. I was in a good mood and almost halfway to the house. I was peddling so fast that I felt like I was on a bullet train, and I had the feeling of going so fast that it felt like the tire was about to pop, so I lowered my speed. Suddenly, my chain fell off.  I tried to put the chain back, and I kept on trying, but it didn't work.         
       After three minutes, a stranger came toward me and said,  “You need help."
       I replied, “Yes, please.”
       His magical hands fixed the chain in first try. I rode off again, and though the chain was still making some sounds, I reached my cousin's house finally, and it was a great day.