Get me one of those

The two little girls were on bicycles, pink and blue, with matching helmets. They stopped on the other side of the street, straddling their bicycle seats, watching the traffic. I sat in my power chair, watching them watch the traffic. When a driver in a sedan waved the two girls on, they mounted their bikes and slowly pedaled across the street. I hit my joystick and started down the curbcut.

We passed in the middle of the street.

"Hello," I said, smiling.

Neither little girl said anything. Probably their parents told them not to talk to strangers. But I overheard one say to the other "She can go faster than this stupid bike."

To which the other responded "Yeah and she doesn't have to pedal either."