"Boy!" said Ralph to himself, his whiskers quivering
with excitement. "Boy, oh boy!" Feeling that this was an
important moment in his life, he took hold of the
handgrips. They felt good and solid beneath his paws. Yes,
this motorcycle was a good machine all right.
Ralph the mouse ventures out from behind the piney
knothole in the wall of his hotel-room home, scrambles up
the telephone wire to the end table, and climbs aboard the
toy motorcycle left there by a young guest. His thrill
ride does not last long. The ringing telephone startles
Ralph, and he and the motorcycle take a terrible fall -
right to the bottom of a metal wastebasket. Luckily,
Keith, the owner of the motorcycle, returns to find his
toy. Keith rescues Ralph and teaches him how to ride the
bike. Thus begins a great friendship and many awesome
adventures. Once a mouse can ride a motorcyle ... almost
anything can happen!
