Let me describe the bike further for you. It has wheels, tires, a frame, and gears. Classic bike components, all. The bike also has a water bottle, which has accumulated some filth over time from lack of use, and to drink from it today may be like taking a gulp of pond scum, which seems kind of appropriate given the bottle's bright green color. The bike has a seat and pedals. The bike has fangs and can talk (in my imagination). The bike does not have rabies (in my imagination).
|The bike is not for sale. Except the bottle - I'll take the|
highest bid for that (you'll have to make a blind bid).
As a kid the practice of riding "no hands" was pretty common, and in retrospect I'm fortunate that no significant accidents occurred, because I also rode "no helmet." It's not as if I felt impervious to harm, because there was some prior experience with wiping out while riding a wheeled device. Specifically, when I was about 3-4 years old I remember being out camping with Mom, Dad, Nate, some friends of the family, and Pop (Dad's dad). At that time my preferred method of transport was on a Big Wheel, and there was this nice road going downhill near our campsite that obviously held some appeal for me. Noticing the glint in my eye, Pop said "Don't go down that hill, you'll crash." I distinctly remember thinking to myself - at 3-4 years old, if that tells you anything - "Give it a break old man, I've got this." Down the hill I went, and needless to say the gravel patch at the bottom was unkind when it connected with the soft 3-4 year old flesh on my face. Pop carried me back up the hill.
|You know what they say - The bigger the wheel, the...the...|
well, they don't really say anything...
|Dillinger. Baby Face Nelson. Pretty Boy Floyd. Schwinny.|
|The streets just aren't safe anymore|
Too violent for you? Well, then just think about the nice image of a little blond-haired kid gleefully riding his Christmas present, and turn your head when you see a grown-up clad in trench coat and fedora balancing on one pedal the next time you're on the bike trail.