to ride because you couldn’t tip over One day I was told to deliver an ice cream cake to a customer It was a beautiful spring day in Strasbourg and I rode along on the triporteur whistling and having the time of my life, the ice cream cake in the box kept cold by a frozen liquid element I was going fast, but not so fast that I didn’t spot a beautiful girl walking along on my right I looked at the girl and she looked at me … and the next thing I knew I was lying on the pavement I’d crashed into the car in front of me and gone flying over the handlebars, and now the angry driver of the car was yelling at me and asking me where I worked In tears, I begged him not to mention the accident to Jean Clauss and told him how much trouble I would get into Luckily the man’s car wasn’t damaged, so he just huffed and drove away I parked the triporteur and inspected the cake It was smashed I continued on to the home of the woman who had ordered the cake An older woman in her fifties, she was happy to see me and the cake from Jean Clauss But I was in tears, and when she asked me what was wrong I told her about the accident; of course I left out the real cause of the accident “Are you okay?” she asked Though I was badly bruised, I said, “I’m okay— but I think your cake is damaged.” We had a look, and then she said, “Yes, this is going to be a problem.” I told her that I could not go back and tell Jean Clauss about this I was afraid he’d kill me I would have run away or just gone home to Marlenheim rather than face my boss It would be the last day of my ... I looked at the girl and she looked at me … and the next thing I knew I was lying on the pavement I’d crashed into the car in front of me and gone flying over the handlebars, and now the angry driver of the. .. I parked the triporteur and inspected the cake It was smashed I continued on to the home of the woman who had ordered the cake An older woman in her fifties, she was happy to see me and the cake from Jean Clauss... I was in tears, and when she asked me what was wrong I told her about the accident; of course I left out the real cause of the accident “Are you okay?” she asked Though I was badly bruised, I said, “I’m okay—