You know, I tried that a while back. There is a rental home down the street, seemed like the woman had about five kids, Dad wasn’t around. I had an old Typhoon single speed, cleaned and greased it, and figured I’d offer it to the oldest kid-there were no bikes at the house. It was actually in pretty decent shape, 1975 bike with chrome fenders and good paint. Rode up, knocked in the door, oldest kid answers and I ask if mom is around. She came down and I asked if the kid, maybe 9 or so might be able to use the bike. She looked at me and the bike then asked if I wanted him to have a bike, why didn’t I take him to the store and buy him a new one?
I got on my bike, and went home. Parked it with a “free” sign at the end of the driveway. It was gone in 10 minutes. Don’t know if a guy needed a bike or a scrapper got it, and I was so POed I didn’t really care.
Someone else lives in the rental house, now. I haven’t offered anyone a free bike since, excepting a guy on the Lake Pepin Tour, and, he made me take a bike in trade, so, technically, not free.
Ted