I Want to Fly Like a .....Pelican

So this morning on the way to work, I saw a brand new shiny Elgin Pelican street sweeper on the back of a trailer being brought off to start it's new life somewhere. I have a special place in my heart for street sweepers. Seeing it brought me back to summers when I was a wee lad. When I was a kid, I just LOVED these beasts. I'd follow them around for hours (or as many blocks as I was allowed to go on my own). I'd chase them on foot (much like an excited dog) or on my trusty Big Wheel (much like an excited dog on a Big Wheel). Looking back I probably either annoyed the piss out of the drivers or gave them hives worrying that I was going to end up under the thing.
I remember one time when I was 5 or 6, I was peeing in the upstairs bathroom at my moms house when I heard the sound or whirring brushes coming up the street. I'm not sure if I even got my pants up before I went flying out the door and up the street after the thing.
Even today when I hear that sound, my ears perk up ,much like an excited dog with a high speed internet connection and a bottle of Tequila.....