That may also explain my innate hatred of Schwinn products... At least I think the bike was a Schwinn.

Seriously though I wish I still had that bike. I must have put a million miles on it... once I figured out how to use that damn coaster brake.

Edit:
No one has mentioned my poor mother running frantically down the street to save me from my early demise. Heh, she pretty much hates the fact that I ride a bike now- I wonder why?