I remember very clearly my first bike. I must have been 4, because I hadn't started Kindergarten yet. It was one of those solid rubber tire jobs with no freewheel. I had training wheels. One day I noticed I couldn't corner well. Had Dad take 'the trainers off. He gave me a push and I crashed. I got up, he gave another push, and I found "IT." That sweet balance spot. Ahhhhhhhhhh. I miss that bike. I complained that it was a fixie wih no brake, but now I want a fixie.