Your first bike

How do you know it was the "blacks" and not the trailer trash whities?
Did you catch them riding it later and get it back?

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I still have my first bike and I ride it almost every day. My wife says that if I am a good boy this week, she will help me take the training wheels off.

My first new bike was a Schwinn Fair Lady, white with pink & purple flowers on the banana seat, a sissy bar that came about halfway up my back, it also had monkey bar handlebars with glitter streamers, a rearview mirror, and a wicker woven basket with plastic flowers on it. I hated it when I'd wipe out, the streamers would come off one at a time.

My favorite bike was a ten speed that had disc brakes in the rear, and a generator for my headlight. My sister borrowed it, decided it needed new wheels (?) and forgot it in the bike shop, so she paid me back with a bike she got for sitting through a timeshare pitch. To attend the sales spiel, she had to be married, and have a credit card. At the time, she was divorced (in her forties) and dating an Iranian man named Najib. The only credit card they had was in her last name, FitzGerald.
So they attended with the names Mr & Mrs Najib FitzGerald, got the bike, and lots of funny looks, but no timeshare.

In sixth grade my delinquent little brother had a little business, stealing, stripping, and rebuilding bikes. He kept parts in the woods, in our garage, and in his (slow) friend's house, (whose mom was just glad he finally had a friend, LOL.)
They got busted riding bikes that had parts from several hot bikes, this was in the early 70's before community service, so he had to buy back all the bikes he had sold, and then rebuild the stolen ones, and return them to the original owners. Now, in his forties, he rides a brand new Harley Davidson 1550 Fat Boy (all original parts, lol.)
Some boys never grow up.

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I don't remember the first bike because I was steaming mad that they sold my tricycle! It was a really tall, old fashioned trike with a step between the rear tires to give me a boost up. I was 5, but had not outgrown it by any means. Knowing my mother, one of her sisters had a kid needing the trike, so it was pried out of my closed fists. I can still remember sobbing as it was put in the back of a truck and driven away.

I got even....I refused to learn to ride the replacement bicycle for years!

Picture it: Pryor, Oklahoma, 1957. A huge old hand me down bike that I have no idea the brand of. Rode it standing up for a long while until I was tall enough to sit on the seat. Wasn't much good when we moved back to the country. My second "bike" was a 1958 Cushman Eagle motor scooter. Drove the wheels off that one, you can bet!!

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A Huffy! I rode that thing to death!

Then my other first bike was an '84 Honda Magna V30. Probably the fastest 500cc cruiser ever made. lol!! Man was that thing fun!

LOL.. I still remember my tricycle as well.

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I remember babysitting, saving my money, and buying myself my first bike at age 12. Now I can hardly believe I used to watch 3 children, one in diapers, get them all fed supper, bathed and put to bed - when I was 11 years old (I got paid $.50 an hour). I loved that bike.

My fisrt bike was a three speed Sear-Roebuck bike, made in Norway. It was black and white with big flashy fenders, very classy. Only thing was that it would get stuck in the top gear, so I had to walk up anything more than a slight incline. No one knew how to fix the internal hubs anymore...oh wait, did I mention I learned how to ride when I was 21?

Now I have my third bike after much saving up and dreaming:



Only I have replaced the crappy stock rack and added another rack in the front, a handlebar bag and have clipless pedals. I think nothing of taking him out for 20-50 miles rides all loaded up (oh and jnap: Hills?! Psha, try 20-30 mph wind plus stronger gusts! Dust those trusty steeds off and get riding. Just think for every uphill, there is a downhill, wheee!) Heck I'm debating riding across Oregon this summer.

I still think that three-speed was pretty snazzy though!

My first bike was shared between myself and four of my siblings. I was youngest. The bike was pretty big, so my spin on it landed me in a rosebush. OUCH!

First bike was a gold banana bike that I gave my brother $3 for so he could go by a 10 speed.

Parents took it away 3 days later when I got caught playing Evil Knevil and jumped over 6 - 55 gallon barrels with it.

My first bike was a little pink bike with purple and white streamers hanging from the handlebars. Pretty sure it was used, as my folks couldn't afford much back then. I also had a HUMONGOUS pink helmet that I wore. My dad always installed a "motor" on all of our bikes when we were little: a clothespin holding a card into the spokes so our tires made a motor-like sound when we rode.

I remember having a banana seat bike, and I didn't really like it because I would always slide to the back of the seat and that was too long of a reach for my feet to hit the pedals. I prefer big, cushy gel seats.

My bike was stolen in college, so my husband bought me a new one last year for my birthday. I have a feeling I'll be using it a lot starting next week because I will be stuck without a vehicle after we move. That's cool though. I'll fit in with the Amish that surround us.

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anyone remember the old pink floyd song bike?

I've got a bike you can ride it if you like
its got a basket a bell and other things to make it look good
I'd give it to you if I could but I borrowed it..

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Roughingit, I like your FUJI! My road bike is a specialized Dolce- but I can't get away from my breastfeeding newborn long enough to ride it! I finaly had my husband set it up on rollers last night so I could ride it inside. Across a state would be so cool- Good luck!

Did you make it? I had an older friend who tried a similar stunt it put him in the hospital. Funny you mentioned evil knevil, while eating supper today I saw a guy on CNN jump some kind of statue and stuff somewhere and do a flip on his motorcycle the same stunt that evil died doing I think they said.

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I made it. City cop saw me do it so that's how my parents found out.

Evil Knevil Spent about a month in a coma after jumping the fountain at Ceaser,s Palace. As for as I know he's still alive. I've been meaning to go to Knevil day's Butte one of these years.