Undercover BMX by Jake Maddox

Author:Jake Maddox [Maddox, Jake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: 978-1-4965-8330-7; 978-1-4965-8453-3; Jake Maddox; Jake Maddox Sports stories; sports fiction; middle grade fiction; sports stories for boys; illustrated fiction; BMX; BMX fiction; Andom Ghebreghiorgis
Publisher: Capstone
Published: 2019-10-04T00:00:00+00:00

“Even if that schedule isn’t fair?” Devon argued.

“If there’s something you want changed, come to me and your father,” Mom said. “Tell us why. Give us reasons with respect. Talk to your dad. Convince him.”

Devon looked back at the YouTube video and sighed. He was pretty sure he would have to be Superman to convince his father to let him do anything other than basketball.

CHAPTER 6

TUCK NO HANDER

The day after his grounding ended, all Devon could think about was meeting up with Jamal. After two weeks of nothing but online videos, he was desperate for another chance on the bike. When Devon arrived at the gym, Jamal was waiting.

“Hey, man,” Jamal greeted him. Devon hopped off his street bike. “Long time no see.”

“Long time no ride,” Devon replied. “I’ve been going crazy cooped up at home. Any chance I can get back on your bike? I’ve been watching videos of the Tuck No Hander online. I really want to give it a try.”

“Watching it online isn’t the same thing as riding in real life,” Jamal said. “That’s a risky move. You need to build up to it.”

“We learned about Frederick Douglass in history class this year when we talked about the Civil War. Without struggle, there is no progress, my guy! Go big or go home,” Devon said proudly.

Jamal shot Devon some serious side-eye. “Yeah, and without practice there are broken bones,” he said in retort. But still, he gave Devon his bike.

Devon rolled the bike to the other end of the parking lot and walked it up to the top of the ramp. The L-shaped ramp didn’t have barriers, so he’d be able to jump for the solid air needed for the trick. Once he was there, he’d need to tuck his knees under the handlebars and raise his hands in the air.

Devon got ready. He sat on the bike and pedaled down the ramp. As he reached the bottom, he lifted the bike up with impressive strength. He tucked his knees under the handlebars. As he soared through the air, he released his hands from the handlebars.

Almost immediately, he felt himself lose control. Devon quickly brought his knees back to the original position and placed his hands back on the bars.

The bike smacked down on the ground. Devon managed to get his right leg on the ground just in time to stop himself from taking a spill.

“Whoa, that was intense!” Devon yelled.

“You had it for like point-one seconds, brotha!” Jamal exclaimed. “You’ll get better with more practice. You just need to get comfortable having your hands off the bike. Try doing it with only one hand this time.”

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