06-NINE MINUTES FLAT

NINE MINUTES FLAT Minutes later, we all bundled into Thea's yellow sports car. We reached the mouseum in nine minutes flat. "Only nine minutes from the office to the mouseum," Thea said proudly. "That's my new record!" I was shaking like a mouse who's been cornered by a hungry cat. I used to think horror movies were scary. But Thea's driving was even scarier! "Holey cheese! I'm going to have a heart attack, I know it!" I squeaked. "You should never run a RED light like that, you know. That truck was so close, I was sure it would chop off my tail!" Trap, of course, was impressed. "Not bad,

Cousin," he told Thea. "Although I'm sure I could have done better. I bet I could have made it in eight and a half minutes!" Thea revved up the engine. "Oh, yeah? I accept your challenge! Let's do it again!" "Oh, no, you don't! LET ME OUT!" I cried. I leaped out of the car. My legs felt like jelly. "I know one thing for sure," I mumbled. "I will never get in a car with you mice again. I'm too fond of my fur!"