Spacehoppers = fun and trouble

I dont usually buy crap from the blokes at the intersections, save the couple of times by blackberry died and I needed a charger.

But today

At the William Nickol on-ramp there was a bloke with space hoppers, and I wanted one, badly.

So I bought 2

As I am driving towards the office again with the 2 space hoppers snugly in the backseat I start wondering, what the hell am I going to do with these things.
So I take them down to my fellow monkeys in the IT department where we have secluded ourselves from the rest of the great unwashed. And we had a race.

Down the corridors, up the elevators , rules were each had to choose his own elevator push the button and wait, hop in go up to HR, hop through the department, down the fire escape to IS, back into the elevator and first one at back at the batcave is declared the winner.

Now there are quite a few of us, and only 2 space hoppers, so we had heats.

by the end of the 3rd heat, 1 of the directors was waiting in the batcave, and yes there was a bit of screaming and shouting, but fuck me it was good to feel like a kid again.