It's a family heirloom. He told me this weird story once, about how one day he rode it during a huge storm and "found his destiny." [She's quiet for a moment, and almost doesn't catch the ball of yarn when Sharpedo bounces it back.] He said my great-grandfather rode it during a storm and "found his destiny" too.

He never really explained what that meant, so I just assumed . . . I thought it was, like, a metaphor. Except, I don't think it was. I think I rode it during a storm and you tried to stop me . . . and we ended up in Wet Side Story. I just don't know why.