She just shrugged and said, "I don't know, try it."
So I went charging up to that machine at the speed of light, and then I ran back, panting.
"How fast was I?"
My sister laughed hard and said, "I guess you're way too slow, because the machine didn't even blink."
I was hoping it would say at least 4 mph. No such luck.
My mom tried to make me feel better and say I wasn't heavy enough. Good ol' mothers. They do a lot to make you feel good. And then they yell at you right after.
I was laughing too, but I also felt a bit forlorn. "I'm not fast enough," I complained. "I must've looked dumb."
I was hoping they'd argue, but sadly my sister just confirmed it: "You did."
My mom didn't say anything.