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I learned with training wheels, my dad kept lifting them a little bit at a time and before you know it I was riding with them up in the air.
What's funny was we lived at the top of a hill, so I had no where to go but down and down fast. I don't know if they had them but this was without a helmet. I was wearing shorts and a tank top. I guess I was lucky not even a scratch. Only time I got hurt was when my bell bottoms got caught in the chain, ouch, I loved them purple pants.
What's funny was we lived at the top of a hill, so I had no where to go but down and down fast. I don't know if they had them but this was without a helmet. I was wearing shorts and a tank top. I guess I was lucky not even a scratch. Only time I got hurt was when my bell bottoms got caught in the chain, ouch, I loved them purple pants.