The Greatest Words Ever Uttered: Let’s Ride Bikes!
Despite what all those old fuddy-duddies tell you, it was only forty percent more fun wearing Keds and cut-off shorts and a Sawx hat for a helmet, with baseball cards in the spokes. Forty-five, tops.
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Who stole the years? 1977, and I discovered the rush I could get slamming my hopped up Spitfire down the steep dirt roads in the Puente hills. It was a secret sport back then. I tried and tried to get my buddies interested, but they all just kind of rolled their eyes, and went surfing. Up north they were doing the same thing, and calling those makeshift dirt bikes klunkers.It grew into something of a fad. Now it’s all of us *mature* bikesters cruising the classics on the So Cal beach paths. Not quite so hairball, but dammit we’re having fun!
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