20" red Schwinn handed down from my older brother in the very early 60's. I taught myself to ride by pushing off the front porch with one leg and repeatedly crashing on the lawn till I learned to keep my balance. First thing I taught myself to do and was proud as hell. Might be one reason it still feels so good to ride. Big fat seat with the big "S" on it, rattling fender guards, coaster brakes, geez. Brings back good memories.