Last Sunday the doorbell rang - when we opened the door, there were three Weakly famly members in wheelchairs. Their grandpa gave them wheelchairs for Christmas as a gift. They moved to the top of our street a few months ago and occasionally we see them flying down the street in a race. We invited them to come over and race with Ammon. So they were here and the race was on. They could go down the hill a lot faster than Ammon could, but Ammon smoked them coming back up the hill.