This is something that is used to start or push something. This is the thing that you have to push against so that you can start and move on. You use this to accelerate when you ride in a car, and that can be applied in life when you be the pedal.
the pedal is still. it is gray, it is cold, it is rough. but the boy adores it, as his bike is incomplete without it. it takes him places he’s never dreamed of going, and with that single, cold piece of junk, he could go anywhere he dreamed.
what do you want to write about a pedsal. Going fast in circles but foot is going nowhere, whilst you an travel miles away. circle. circle cilce. Like me struglling to find words, going in circles. end. oh i still have time. o no.
the pedal is on a bike, it makes the bike go. there area also petal pushers, but those are much like clam diggers, which i never understood the funny names. I like bikes, my boyfriend cant ride a bike, but i like him anyway. i was in Amsterdam and all they did was ride bikes, they are scary
There are two pedals in my bicycle. Last week, one of those pedals started to make a strange knocking noise. I went to the bike shop and requested it be changed. There were only expensive pedals. I didn’t want to pay $20 for just a set of pedals, so I went to another shop.
to the metal. doesn’t actually scan.
pusher. not really attractive. cuts off at a weird part of the calf. retro. not always a good thing. like intellectually.
I can’t take my feet off the pedals, I can’t stop pedaling as quickly and with as much might as I can. I can’t let them catch up to me, what I just did was so downright awful that I swear, I’ll be screwed forever.
I biked a lot when I was a kid, I also biked for several miles in Talkeetna. My dad left the bike out of the shed here in Dutch, I was afrraid my mom would blame me for it, she probably did. But never said anything to me. It is interesting how you can change one letter in a word and it becomes something else, pedal to petal. medal, imagine that.
i love pedaling down the street. i had a bicycle accident when i was younger. i crashed into my brother’s bicycle. i have a purple bike right now. the tire’s flat. ill need to inflate it asap so i can pedal all i want to. well, it’s too cold outside so i’ll wait til the spring.
It happened a few years ago. I saw the man pushing a huge cart of broken goods down the streets of Viale di Trastevere in Rome. It was covered in duct tape, and the cars were slowing down behind him, trying ot pass his massive cart that took up most of the lane.
if i just keep going, i can do it. if i fall down just one more time, i’ll learn how to. if i can feel the wind in my hair, it’ll be worth it. if i can ride till i see the sunrise; if i want to see the sunrise, i’ll just pedal.
The pedals ground faster and faster under his feet. He felt like he was floating off the ground, the speed was dizzying. As he saw the van cross his path, he wondered if he might possibly sail over it and remain unharmed. As his bike impacted the side of the side, he felt as free as he had ever been.
I wanted to ride my bicycle, we need milk. I was forced to walk though, as the pedals were damaged. The trip to the shops took many times longer than I had anticipated, and I ended up late for my bus. Due to the pedals
small, foot, worthles, too annoying to fix, stream of conciousness if worthless, why write w/o thinking. Fixies are dumb. Hipsters are dumber. I like those hooks that go over your foot to allow greater pedalling efficiency.
When I think of pedals I think of bikes. But I guess I’m not supposed to be thinking. I guess I also think of petals, like on flowers, which gets me thinking about flower reproduction systems. You knows, stamen and junk. Then it makes me think about how little I payed attention in biology class. That class was hard, but my teacher was fun.
When I think of pedals I think of bikes. But I guess I’m not supposed to be thinking. I guess I also think of petals, like on flowers, which gets me thinking about flower reproduction systems. You knows, stamen and junk. Then it makes me think about how little I payed attention in biology class. That class was hard, but my teacher was fun.
I pressed the pedal down, and the car shot forward once the light changed. As I readjusted in my seat, a car pulled up. The driver signaling for me to roll down the window. Once I did, they motioned and yelled that my tail light was out. I yelled back a thank you and rolled it up.
this could me a bike petal but i’m not sure. i am pretty sure that bike pedal is spelled that way instead of with a t which is a flower petal. it is five letters long. the word showed up in purple. i don’t exactly know what to write about…so i’ll wait for time to run out
i like to pedal, reminds me of bikes. i suppose riding bikes as a kid. these days i just drive everywhere. it seems that i miss out on so much that i once experienced before within the journey of riding places. i wonder how much i have lost by the new convenience of a car
My bike was on the path.I couldnt think of anywhere to go, but damn it i was going. My pedals were locked into the grooves of my shoes, and i was spinning them around faster than a wheel of fortune wheel. COOOOL RIGHT?
one time i was riding my bike across a street on my way to school. since i was standing, and we bought the bike cheap from a yard sale, the pedal broke off and i fell on the hard ground. i had been wearing gloves that day. i ripped a hole in the gloves. i still use them today. and my hand is cold.
pedal to the metal. i almost put medal. spellcheck ruins kids’ syntax nowadays. there’s such an illiterate generation growing up. OH WAIT! PEDAL! thats right! ok, uhh, car? bike? ummm pedals are lame lol
i was riding my bicycle on a spring day in 1999; it was a gorgeous, sunny afternoon. live in a beverly hills, california, there weren’t many afternoons that weren’t sunny and gorgeous, but this one in particular was amazing.
my friend gina, a cute girl with brown hair and freckles yelled out to me: “you’re going too fast!”
when i pedal on my bike I have races with my best friends when I was younger and then we almost run into the neighbors garage door and then get told on by the little neighbor girls flower pedals are also really pretty but I don’t know if it is spelled differently or not so oh well!
I was riding down the rode with my blackened feet on the pedals. Bare against the thorn-like plastic gave me a wierd rush of excitment. Did I like the pain of it? What was I, some narcisist?
Her name was Christie. She was known as the “Cedar Point Bicycle”. BICYCLE, BICYCLE! *In the tune of Queen’s “Bicycle”* I want to ride my CP bike, I want to ride my biiiiike! Can you figure it out now?
I like to ride my bicycle and when i ride, I always have to push the pedals really hard. I have trouble riding up hills. I feel like the pedals will never turn over, but as I try, they do again and again.
Tyres go round and round on bikes. Little kids ride bikes, they have to have small pedals because their feet are too smal;l for the big ones. Adults bikes have pedals too. You push them up and down with your feet and they make the tyres turn.
bike.little kids.adults.bicycle.forward.movement.air.freedom.part.fun.amazement.
This is something that is used to start or push something. This is the thing that you have to push against so that you can start and move on. You use this to accelerate when you ride in a car, and that can be applied in life when you be the pedal.
i used to use this all the time as a kid. i remember the first time i learned to bike w/o training wheels. felt like i was flying. well, yeah.
the pedal is still. it is gray, it is cold, it is rough. but the boy adores it, as his bike is incomplete without it. it takes him places he’s never dreamed of going, and with that single, cold piece of junk, he could go anywhere he dreamed.
what do you want to write about a pedsal. Going fast in circles but foot is going nowhere, whilst you an travel miles away. circle. circle cilce. Like me struglling to find words, going in circles. end. oh i still have time. o no.
the pedal is on a bike, it makes the bike go. there area also petal pushers, but those are much like clam diggers, which i never understood the funny names. I like bikes, my boyfriend cant ride a bike, but i like him anyway. i was in Amsterdam and all they did was ride bikes, they are scary
There are two pedals in my bicycle. Last week, one of those pedals started to make a strange knocking noise. I went to the bike shop and requested it be changed. There were only expensive pedals. I didn’t want to pay $20 for just a set of pedals, so I went to another shop.
Pedal to the metal! Thats for sure!
vroom vroom goes ther bike!
in your ass. thats how it is, it should be in my ass instead. thats all im gonna say. period.
to the metal. doesn’t actually scan.
pusher. not really attractive. cuts off at a weird part of the calf. retro. not always a good thing. like intellectually.
I can’t take my feet off the pedals, I can’t stop pedaling as quickly and with as much might as I can. I can’t let them catch up to me, what I just did was so downright awful that I swear, I’ll be screwed forever.
I biked a lot when I was a kid, I also biked for several miles in Talkeetna. My dad left the bike out of the shed here in Dutch, I was afrraid my mom would blame me for it, she probably did. But never said anything to me. It is interesting how you can change one letter in a word and it becomes something else, pedal to petal. medal, imagine that.
pedal my bike down memory lane,
take me back to those days that weren’t so mundane,
i love pedaling down the street. i had a bicycle accident when i was younger. i crashed into my brother’s bicycle. i have a purple bike right now. the tire’s flat. ill need to inflate it asap so i can pedal all i want to. well, it’s too cold outside so i’ll wait til the spring.
It happened a few years ago. I saw the man pushing a huge cart of broken goods down the streets of Viale di Trastevere in Rome. It was covered in duct tape, and the cars were slowing down behind him, trying ot pass his massive cart that took up most of the lane.
if i just keep going, i can do it. if i fall down just one more time, i’ll learn how to. if i can feel the wind in my hair, it’ll be worth it. if i can ride till i see the sunrise; if i want to see the sunrise, i’ll just pedal.
The pedals ground faster and faster under his feet. He felt like he was floating off the ground, the speed was dizzying. As he saw the van cross his path, he wondered if he might possibly sail over it and remain unharmed. As his bike impacted the side of the side, he felt as free as he had ever been.
bicycles
pump
movement
exercise
fast
race
yellow
plastic
games
racing
france
round and round
sprockets
chains
wheels
I wanted to ride my bicycle, we need milk. I was forced to walk though, as the pedals were damaged. The trip to the shops took many times longer than I had anticipated, and I ended up late for my bus. Due to the pedals
small, foot, worthles, too annoying to fix, stream of conciousness if worthless, why write w/o thinking. Fixies are dumb. Hipsters are dumber. I like those hooks that go over your foot to allow greater pedalling efficiency.
When I think of pedals I think of bikes. But I guess I’m not supposed to be thinking. I guess I also think of petals, like on flowers, which gets me thinking about flower reproduction systems. You knows, stamen and junk. Then it makes me think about how little I payed attention in biology class. That class was hard, but my teacher was fun.
When I think of pedals I think of bikes. But I guess I’m not supposed to be thinking. I guess I also think of petals, like on flowers, which gets me thinking about flower reproduction systems. You knows, stamen and junk. Then it makes me think about how little I payed attention in biology class. That class was hard, but my teacher was fun.
i love to pedal my bicylce.
I pressed the pedal down, and the car shot forward once the light changed. As I readjusted in my seat, a car pulled up. The driver signaling for me to roll down the window. Once I did, they motioned and yelled that my tail light was out. I yelled back a thank you and rolled it up.
on a rose soft and gentle smells good makes a rose a flower…makes a bike go. and
this could me a bike petal but i’m not sure. i am pretty sure that bike pedal is spelled that way instead of with a t which is a flower petal. it is five letters long. the word showed up in purple. i don’t exactly know what to write about…so i’ll wait for time to run out
i like to pedal, reminds me of bikes. i suppose riding bikes as a kid. these days i just drive everywhere. it seems that i miss out on so much that i once experienced before within the journey of riding places. i wonder how much i have lost by the new convenience of a car
a cycle has a pedal .in a cross word i had an answer as pedal .i love peddling.peddling helps us to reduce weight
My bike was on the path.I couldnt think of anywhere to go, but damn it i was going. My pedals were locked into the grooves of my shoes, and i was spinning them around faster than a wheel of fortune wheel. COOOOL RIGHT?
narf!
i pedal my bike as time goes on and then nothing matters because I’m on a bike with my flipy flopies you at kinkos pedaling copies
one time i was riding my bike across a street on my way to school. since i was standing, and we bought the bike cheap from a yard sale, the pedal broke off and i fell on the hard ground. i had been wearing gloves that day. i ripped a hole in the gloves. i still use them today. and my hand is cold.
pedal to the metal. i almost put medal. spellcheck ruins kids’ syntax nowadays. there’s such an illiterate generation growing up. OH WAIT! PEDAL! thats right! ok, uhh, car? bike? ummm pedals are lame lol
i was riding my bicycle on a spring day in 1999; it was a gorgeous, sunny afternoon. live in a beverly hills, california, there weren’t many afternoons that weren’t sunny and gorgeous, but this one in particular was amazing.
my friend gina, a cute girl with brown hair and freckles yelled out to me: “you’re going too fast!”
when i pedal on my bike I have races with my best friends when I was younger and then we almost run into the neighbors garage door and then get told on by the little neighbor girls flower pedals are also really pretty but I don’t know if it is spelled differently or not so oh well!
I was riding down the rode with my blackened feet on the pedals. Bare against the thorn-like plastic gave me a wierd rush of excitment. Did I like the pain of it? What was I, some narcisist?
Her name was Christie. She was known as the “Cedar Point Bicycle”. BICYCLE, BICYCLE! *In the tune of Queen’s “Bicycle”* I want to ride my CP bike, I want to ride my biiiiike! Can you figure it out now?
I like to ride my bicycle and when i ride, I always have to push the pedals really hard. I have trouble riding up hills. I feel like the pedals will never turn over, but as I try, they do again and again.
Tyres go round and round on bikes. Little kids ride bikes, they have to have small pedals because their feet are too smal;l for the big ones. Adults bikes have pedals too. You push them up and down with your feet and they make the tyres turn.