Originally Posted by Pops1959

Back in the late 60s... 1969 I think it was, I had a friend who had a back yard that quite long and had quite a slope to it. They had concrete steps that went from their house to the end of the yard. I got the bright idea of riding my Schwinn Stingray down those steps. About mid way i slipped forward off the banana seat and basically smashed my nuts on the top tube. The pain was... well, it was bad. Once I was able to get up I had to waddle down the rest of the steps to retrieve my bike and waddle home with it. It wasn't pretty. Spent a week with ice bags to get the swelling down. Of course kids are rather vicious at that age and I was the laughing stock of the neighborhood for the rest of the summer. Oddly enough, not long ago I looked on Google Earth and that house, along with those steps is still there. I zoomed in and I swear that saw those steps looking back at me and snickering.