My oldest sister's crappy Montgomery Ward steel rimmed 10 speed. She and my brother in law purchased his and hers. They brought them out to the farm where I grew up when I was 13, she brought them out to show them off and asked if I wanted to try them out. 2-3 miles down the road I realized that I was moving pretty fast, we'd covered ground a lot faster than my American Eagle 20" Stingray copy could go, and I was hooked.
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If someone tells you that you have enough bicycles and you don't need any more, stop talking to them. You don't need that kind of negativity in your life.