I terms of a road bike, I had a black Super Le Tour. Heavy pig. I used it for weekend camping trips in high school. High being a play on words.

But when I was a young boy, around 1972, before I was bending BMX bikes in half, a week before he left for college, the coolest kid on the block had just picked up his new Cinelli all the way from Chicago and brought it back to Madison. It had glue on tires. It made an impression.