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| Dad, I think I got it! |
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| Just a little to the left . . . |
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| Now a little to the right . . . |
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| Now right . . . |
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| Stay. |
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| Now left. |
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| Rianne: Teagan, lift can't overcome the drag it's going to . . . |
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| Crash on the bag toss. |
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| Teagan: Not if I run and introduce more acceleration! |
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| Shucks, too slow. |
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| Ahh, I'm tangled! |
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| Rianne, stop trying to ride the kite. |
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| We were talking about it, and if Teagan could run a little faster, we think we could get the kite to carry Rianne. It worked for Orville and Wilbur. |
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| Look, Teagan, I know we can get that thing flying . . . let's ask our teacher. |
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| Brielle: I was doing some quick calculations on my iPad this morning, and I think if we can get Teagan up to 26.8224 meters per second . . . Rianne: That's 60 miles an hour, she'd have to drive a car. |
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| Teagan: You guys are just trying to get me in trouble, I can put the key in the ignition, but I can't drive it! Brielle: Well, I think I know someone that can help us out. I'll ask Dad to take me to see him. |
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| Brielle attends her first physics lecture. |
