Thinking of bicycles today, and thought I'd share this:
I literally had this bike when I was a kid. I freaking rode it all the time to my friends' houses. It was the best! I even rode it on the grass in the back yard and pretended it was a horse. Sometimes I wore my dad's old motorcycle helmet with it for kicks, and pretended it was a space motorbike, and I was a racer sponsored by Nabisco.
My parents bought it for 15 dollars at a rummage sale one summer at a house near my grandparents. I was so happy, because I'd been asking for a bike for years. Best present in the world. Best toy you can give a kid in my opinion-well at least for me it was. It was sacred, I wouldn't hear a bad word about it. A rich girl in a class below me got jealous and had words with me over it. She wanted to buy it from me. And when I wouldn't she talked smack about me for years... I dearly.wanted to smack her face.
It was wicked cool. I took good care of that bike. it was everything. My Grandpa called me a speed demon as a kid whenever I'd ride around.
I loved this bike up until my best friend bought a bike where you could switch gears and then she suddenly could pedal easier and faster then me. After a summer of lagging just a little behind everywhere we went, I was sick of it.
I saved up money to buy a better bike at that point, and gave my old bike to a younger cousin. She was so happy about getting my iconic Oreo bike. Lol
