Every morning the husband pulls this tractor out in the shop yard for advertisement. This time he had some stowaways.
Ride over. Everybody get off.
Oops, I've been spotted.
Hey, I can hear an echo! Echo. Echo. S shouted out, "HEY, who is you?"
High five Shadow. Jump Shadow. Or not. Shadow isn't in the mood for antics. These are the perks to living beside of the shop. Impromptu rides.