niceporch wrote:it's a free spirit.
Woot! That was my first bike ever. Loved it so. Many memories including getting chased down by neighbors dobermans. We used to taunt them and one day they got out and chased us. Three of them! One bit me in the arse and as it did my foot slipped from the pedal and kicked the dog in the face, stopping it. I think it bit its tongue. We were yelling loud enough for half the hood to hear. I Had to get a shot that night. I think my mom gave it away at some point.