I was walking home drunk from a bar one night and spotted a dumped Free Spirit. The tires were flat, but I only had to go three blocks so I rode it home. I put it up on my repair stand in my living room then went to sleep. I woke up the next morning, having completely forgotten about my "find," saw the bike, and said out loud, "What the **** is this?" In my drunken haze I didn't realize what an absolute pile of rusty, dirty garbage the thing was. Pretty much nothing was salvageable. Crappy frame, crappy components, and it was dirtying up the apartment. So I brought it out to the sidewalk and left it leaning on a tree. Two days later it finally disappears and a week after that I see it on craigslist.