AndyA
Wore out three sets of tires already!
For my 12th birthday, my parents gave me a beautiful red and white Flightliner. I finally had a big boy bike. I purchased a set of streamers, covered the bike with a tarp every night (no garage), and rode it to school. It sure looked good in the school bike rack. Somewhere around age 14, I decided that it would look even better in metallic green. I took it apart and went at it with a rattle can of Testors model enamel. The project kinda stretched out and at some point my mom cleaned the basement and put the parts out at the curb.
So you see, the photo below is not of the original. This one came from my good friend Willie a few years ago. Willie and his two sons had a garage full of bikes and I spotted this specimen there. "That's the same bike I had when I was 12 years old!" I cried. A couple of days later Willie surprised me by dropping it off at my house.
Moral of the story: If it wasn't for moms, old bikes, Mad Magazines, and comics would have no value. And it's good to have friends.
So you see, the photo below is not of the original. This one came from my good friend Willie a few years ago. Willie and his two sons had a garage full of bikes and I spotted this specimen there. "That's the same bike I had when I was 12 years old!" I cried. A couple of days later Willie surprised me by dropping it off at my house.
Moral of the story: If it wasn't for moms, old bikes, Mad Magazines, and comics would have no value. And it's good to have friends.