They both picked up more speed on the ramp, and once again the boy reached 
up to grip the brim of the top hat. This time the bike's front wheel turned the 
wrong way. The boy erupted from the seat. The bicycle skittered into the 
irrelevant distance and clattered into something. The boy bounced once, rolled, 
and skidded for a couple of meters. The hat, its crown partially collapsed, 
rolled on its brim, toppled, and wobbled to a stop. Hackworth hit the brakes 
hard and overshot the boy for some distance. As before, it took him longer than 
he would have liked to get turned around.