Kiwi Flyer Page #3

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That was rubbish.

[Sighs]

We'll be lucky

not to finish last.

May as well not bother.

- You really want to win, eh?

- Yeah.

It's 'cause of your dad, too,

eh?

He should have won it.

My mum says

she bets you miss him heaps.

What do you think?

Maybe I'm supposed to

be a loser.

If you don't go in the race,

you'll be a loser for sure.

Boys.

Taking up art, I see.

Hey, Mr. Lumsden.

So you broken any

land speed records yet?

Yeah, right.

Well, you've got

your aerodynamics right.

Low drag coefficient, nice.

Could be your footprint

is the problem.

Deformation of the tires.

That costs you energy,

which isn't returned

back into the system.

And, of course, the roll

resistance increases with speed.

So you see what your problem is,

right?

It's your wheels.

Racing wheels.

That's your answer.

But they don't come cheap.

Anyway, onwards and upwards.

Catch ya later.

Wheels.

Wheels.

- What?

- I need to borrow some money.

Walker.

What a surprise to see you here.

Have a seat.

So how much

do you want to borrow?

$400.

[Whistles]

And how will you be repaying it?

My paper round.

I get $30 a week.

- And what's your collateral?

- Collateral?

Something you own that I get

if you can't pay the loan back.

Has to be worth at least $400.

I don't own anything

worth $400.

Really?

Even slug here has started

accumulating his own assets.

Haven't you, slug?

Never mind.

You'll just have to pay

a higher interest rate.

15%.

Per month.

Now,

you know if you miss a payment,

you'll get a visit from

my debt collecting department.

He's very efficient.

Ah, Elliot.

- Lunch.

- In my bag.

All right, slug.

That's enough.

He could be

a valued client one day.

Have a nice day.

So you understand what can

happen if you don't pay on time?

Snap!

Good.

Now you need to sign in blood.

Blood?

[Both chuckle]

Just kidding.

No blood.

Not today, anyway.

[Whistles]

So your auntie

gave you the money?

Yeah. As my birthday present.

Is she a millionaire

or something?

Nah, she's visiting

from California.

It's my birthday present

for the last ten years.

Wish I had

an auntie like that.

Smooth.

I think we're ready

for the practice hill.

Me too.

Okay.

Okay, in three,

two, one, go.

- Rides good.

- It looks good.

Steering's good.

It's handling really well.

Stand by.

Coming to the marker.

It's looking good.

Now.

Stop! Stop! Truck!

Oh, no!

Slow down!

I'm trying! I'm trying!

[Brakes squealing]

[Truck horn blares]

You, like, almost got killed.

What was the time, eh?

What was the time?

- 43.7.

- What?

43.7.

Yes!

That was way too high.

[Clucking]

Get back in your crease.

Hey, look!

It's Richie McCoy over there!

Where?

Yes! Got him! Gone!

That's cheating.

No, it's out.

What do you think, Elliot?

What? Oh, yeah, yeah.

It was definitely out.

Go!

Did I tell you about our cart?

Oh, no.

Did a test run yesterday.

43.7.

You're dreaming.

- Tell him, Jeff.

- Come on, let's go.

43.7.

Gonna whip your butt.

Who's the LA LA LA loser now?

Not me.

[Horn honks]

Aren't you supposed to be

in extension studies classes?

Uh, yeah,

science teacher's sick.

Some stomach thing.

He threw up at lunchtime,

all over...

Okay. Got it.

Aren't you supposed to be

at work?

Yeah, I thought I'd treat

myself and do the groceries.

- Come on, get in.

- I'm all right.

- No, really, get in.

- You can give me a hand.

Are you all right?

Yeah, hay fever.

Pollen count today was insane.

Well, you're really

in the wars.

[Whistling]

Hi, dad.

Hey, mate.

Pass a couple banana skins,

will ya?

What are those for?

Making it run nice and smooth.

Always thinking about

the customer.

Can't have this old thing

hanging around the lot.

It's Japanese.

- Dad?

- Mm?

There's a boy in my class,

Ben Walker.

He's got a cart.

He said he did the practice run

in 43.7.

[Clank]

Ow!

43.7?

Well, you'll have to do better

than that, won't ya?

Don't worry, son,

your old man's still got

a couple tricks up his sleeve,

huh?

[Chuckles]

Dish wash.

Okay. Got pasta.

Yep, nearly done.

Oh! Can we get some of these?

Chips. Chips...

Are not on the list.

You know,

I'm really proud of you

for doing these

extra classes after school.

Cool.

I bet your teacher

was surprised.

Yeah, it was his idea.

Tell you what.

Get us some ice cream.

- Really?

- Yep.

Yes!

Not the expensive stuff,

though!

Hey, mate.

[Growls]

Ice cream?

Uh, yeah, I read the label.

Too much saturated fat.

Oi, you!

Oh! What?

That'll be $72.80, thanks.

Oi!

Come here!

Oi!

Isn't that your teacher?

Uh...

[Growls]

[Cell phone trills]

Oh. Zach needs some help

with his homework.

Zach who?

He's this new kid.

I better go help him.

- Be back for tea.

- Yep.

Psst!

What's up?

- Shh! Down!

- What?

What are you doing?

Whoa!

Shannon's cart. Come on!

I think

they're doing a test run.

Time it.

Remember:
You let anyone

see these and you're dead meat.

All right, get in.

Don't screw it up.

[Faintly]

Three, two, one, go!

[Clank and whoosh]

You must have started it late.

I didn't.

They're gonna whoop us.

That can't be right.

It just seems too fast.

We have to get a look

at their cart.

There it is.

Let's do this.

You can't beat genuine

Australian V8 power, mate.

Beautiful.

Look at that. Gorgeous.

Yeah, nah.

Come on,

take it for a test ride.

The chicks will think

it's Christmas.

Look at this

genuine Australian leather.

Gorgeous, huh?

Oh, I don't know.

I have to think about it.

All right, mate. Here.

Tire kicker.

Another one.

Hey, sport. You winning?

Uh, yeah. Sure.

Well, you better be sure

after all the time and money

I spent on this cart,

not to mention

those special modifications.

Yeah. About that.

Are the modifications legal?

- What are ya?

- You believe this?

If you're not winning,

what are ya?

- Losing.

- Losing.

Ever heard of

the Canberra Kookaburras?

No.

Well, they took part

in the 1979 grand final

and they got creamed.

It was your dad here

who kicked the winning goal.

Winning.

Winning,

that's what people remember.

But can't we win

by just being the best?

Of course,

and we are the best,

but there's nothing wrong

with having a bit of insurance.

- But...

- No buts.

Jeez, you worry sometimes.

- He's not hungry enough.

- Oh, shut up.

Listen to your brother.

He's proved himself.

Now it's your turn.

The family reputation

is relying on this.

Look!

All right. Okay.

[Exasperated sigh]

[Clattering]

Oi!

Hey! Come here!

Come here!

Oof!

I'll get you!

Come here... ugh!

Ha, ha. Gotcha.

You all right, dad?

[Clang]

Oh!

[Growls]

- Uh-oh.

- Come here, you.

Ah.

Hey!

[Laughs]

Crash!

- What happened?

- Run, Jeff. Run!

- It's hydrogen peroxide.

- What's that?

Rocket fuel.

Compressed gas.

To make their cart go faster.

Told you they were cheaters.

Um,

you probably pull that pin.

- Go on, then.

- No. I'm not doing it.

You found it.

Wait.

Wear these.

For safety.

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