11. Baby Braking

Chapter 11 Baby Braking Before Gus went home, I asked him to let me keep the Ruff and Tuffs for one more day. I just wasn't quite ready to give up yet. It's hard to accept defeat. Especially when you get beaten by a sneaker. I sat near the garage, holding Gus's sneakers in my hands. Wondering where I'd gone wrong. Hazel was riding her pink bike up and down the driveway. She was singing "How Much Is that Froggie in the Window?" I watched her come and go. It's a long driveway, with a little bit of a hill. Hazel had to brake pretty hard when she got to the bottom. Her tires left a black mark on the cement. Aha, I thought. I ran to get my bike out of the garage. "I have only just begun to fight," I said.

在格斯回家之前，我请求他让我再保留一天拉夫和塔夫斯。 我只是还没准备好放弃。 失败是很难接受的。 尤其是当你被一个球鞋打败的时候。 我坐在车库附近，手里拿着格斯的运动鞋。 想知道我哪里出错了。 黑兹尔骑着她那辆粉红色的自行车在车道上走来走去。 她在唱“橱窗里的青蛙多少钱?”我看着她来来去去。 这是一条很长的车道，有点小山丘。 当黑兹尔到达底部时，她不得不使劲刹车。 她的轮胎在水泥上留下了一个黑色的痕迹。 啊哈，我想。我跑着把自行车从车库里拿出来。 “我才刚刚开始战斗，”我说。

I laced up Gus's Ruff and Tuffs and climbed onto my bike. I sped down the driveway at top speed. "Slow down, Roscoe!" Hazel called. I slowed down, all right. But I didn't use my pedals to brake. I used my Destructo-feet! I dragged those Ruff and Tuffs along the cement and stopped just in the nick of time. "Roscoe," Hazel said. "That's how babies stop their bikes." But I didn't care.

我系好了格斯的拉夫和塔夫斯，爬上了我的自行车。 我以最快的速度在车道上飞驰。 “慢点，罗斯科!”淡褐色。 我减速了，好吧。但我没有踩踏板刹车。 我用了我的毁灭脚!我在水泥路上拖着那些拉芙和凝灰泥，在关键时刻停了下来。 “罗斯科，”黑兹尔说。“婴儿就是这样停下自行车的。” 但我不在乎。

When I got back to the top of the hill, I checked my handiwork. "Yes!!!" I screamed. The toes were scuffed! Tiny little holes were starting! Victory at last! I went down the hill again, sneaker-braking for the last half. "Brothers are so weird," Hazel muttered. After ten more rides, the Ruff and Tuffs were looking quite scraggly. Suddenly I had a gulp moment. I thought about Gus's mom and dad seeing the destructo-ed Ruff and Tuffs. What if they weren't so happy about Gus's shoes dying? Oh, well, I thought. I was just trying to make Gus feel better. And like Mom always says, it's the thought that counts. Besides, it was too late to turn back now. I went down that driveway thirty-two more times. After ride number thirty-two, I checked Gus's sneakers again.

当我回到山顶时，我检查了我的手工。 “是的! !”我尖叫起来。脚趾磨损了!一个个小洞开始出现了!终于胜利了!我再次下山，后半程踩着运动鞋。 “兄弟真是太奇怪了。” 又骑了十次之后，拉夫和塔夫们看起来相当凌乱。 突然，我喘了口气。 我想到格斯的父母看到被毁的拉夫和塔夫斯。 如果他们对格斯的鞋子坏了不太高兴呢? 哦，好吧，我想。我只是想让格斯感觉好点。 就像妈妈常说的，心意最重要。 再说，现在回头也太晚了。 我又沿着那条车道走了32次。 乘坐了第32次后，我又检查了格斯的运动鞋。

The Shoes that Refuse to Die were going to need a funeral.

拒绝死亡的鞋子需要一个葬礼。