Eddy drove onto the track.
"Slow, slow, slow!" Zippy sang.
Eddy gritted his teeth.
Eddy drove between the cones.
He saw the stop sign.
Eddy slowed down.
"You are really slow!"
Zippy laughed.
Eddy felt hot.
His dumper shook.
"I'm not slow!" Eddy yelled.
Vroom! Eddy went fast—too fast!
"Slow down!" cried Ms. Fender.
Eddy flew past a red light.
He crashed into cones.
"That was not safe!" said Ms. Fender.
Eddy sighed.
"I'm sorry."
"Zippy," said Ms. Fender.
"You must stop being a bully."
"Fine," Zippy said.
Eddy drove on the track again.
"Eddy is slow," said Zippy.
"No! Eddy is safe!" said Ms. Fender.
Everyone honked.