‘You look like a space man.’
‘What?’ Benny said, trying to lift the visor of the motorcycle helmet.
‘My head feels as if it’s inside a giant padded sock.’
‘Are you going to test it?’
‘Give it a tap first.’
Stuey rapped his knuckles on the hard plastic.
‘Didn’t feel a thing.’
Benny clambered up on the front wall, turning to face the lawn.
‘Ready? One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.’
He performed a graceless dive, the helmet clunking heavily on the ground.
‘Awesome!’ Stuey shouted. ‘Did it work?’
Benny didn’t answer or move.
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.