I don't have a picture, as the bike is long gone, but I do have a story.

I'm 6'4", and went to a Newport Beach PD aucition in 1984 to get a bike. As luck would have it, the 30 or 40 other attendees were seriously height-challenged; I mean, I was TOWERING. The cop running the auction wheeled a big gold Fuji out to be bid on - I never measured it, but it was the biggest bike I ever owned, I'd guess 66 cm - and this unfolded:

Cop: Do I hear five dollars?
Me: Five dollars!
Cop: Do I hear six?
Little guy in the crowd: (Somewhat meekly) Six?
Cop: Do I hear seven?
Me: SEVEN!
Cop: I really think we oughta let him have it, don't you?

That bike served me well for five years in beach weather, and utimately rotted away from the salt...