Bike #1 - The "Big wheel". First, let me state that my big wheel was not red, blue, and yellow, but rather black with ninja turtle stickers. I would carelessly race neighborhood friends down Moor Lane into oncoming traffic (Looking back I think my parents would have had heart attacks had they seen some of the close calls), perform figure eights in the drive way, and challenge older and wiser boys on their two-wheel bikes to downhill races. It was a sad day when my parents retired my big wheel.
Bike #2 - The Huffy Racer. My first two wheel was a red Huffy Racer that didn't look exactly like this one but you get the point. It started with training wheels and quickly changed to just the two wheels. I fell a lot on this bike, but that's to be expected when you are trying to show off on jumps in front of the neighborhood kids.Bike #3 - The BMX. I had this bike for a long time and secretly hated every minute of it. It was a one speed, old school BMX bike that my Grandpa either found at the junk yard or made from scratch. I would have rather eaten rocks than bike up some of the hills that I faced in my younger years. One of the few bright spots I did have though with the BMX was dirt jumping with Cade near the word perfect homes. I think he secretly had a crush on either Courtney Tudor or Lara Winn.

Bike #4 - The Schwinn Hurricane. I still have (in my parents garage) this bike which I purchased back when I was 12 years old. I saved up as much money as I could and my dad helped me with the rest (Sound familiar?). This bike was my bread and butter. I used it for my paper route, bike rides to the golf course, the mountains, and even to bike to high school (Don't pretend that you never wanted to try it at least once). I still remember my dad hiding it from me because I didn't put it away after a ride. I am still slow to forgive him for allowing me to think for two weeks that my bike had been stolen.

Bike #4 - The Schwinn Hurricane. I still have (in my parents garage) this bike which I purchased back when I was 12 years old. I saved up as much money as I could and my dad helped me with the rest (Sound familiar?). This bike was my bread and butter. I used it for my paper route, bike rides to the golf course, the mountains, and even to bike to high school (Don't pretend that you never wanted to try it at least once). I still remember my dad hiding it from me because I didn't put it away after a ride. I am still slow to forgive him for allowing me to think for two weeks that my bike had been stolen.


Brett, you've definitely made a progressive journey and those dirt jumps by WordPerfect sure were sweet - I just hope Courtney and Lara were watching us.
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