When I was 10, I bought a new '65 Deluxe and found out in short order the cost of being stylish. My buddies all had Schwinn Racers and I got mighty tired of having to pedal my fanny off trying to keep up. Not completely able to admit I choose a crap bike (from a practical standpoint), I traded the Deluxe for a 5-speed Ramhorn Fastback in '67. A little better, but not much. And my erstwhile pals reveled in hanging the damned thing from trees by the ramhorn bars.