It’s my 12th birthday in a week me and my dad had a conversation about when he was younger. Back in his day you didn’t get much presents. I asked him what was the favourite present he got. ‘A yellow bike with wheels that could stick’, he said. I was so confused, ‘sticky wheels?’ I said. He got it for his 12th birthday he had a big party he got about four presents he said. After a while he got a bike as his final present. As soon as he got it, heand his cousin rode it but he hit a rock and flipped the bike and it landed in a weird position. It broke, he was so sad.