that's because the damned streets have no name.You still havent found what youre lookin for
Exactly!How can you find what you're looking for if you're lost because the streets are nameless?
We done the same thing. I had a Schwinn Stingray with a 5-speed shifter in front of the banana seat. (Don't crash and slide into the shifter.)got in late on this one
I'm 50 years young.
I also remember my mom sending me on my bike with one dollar and I came home with 4 drinks and a pack of baseball cards( with gum in it).
I hear ya and those cards clipped with a clothes pin made that bike sound great.We done the same thing. I had a Schwinn Stingray with a 5-speed shifter in front of the banana seat. (Don't crash and slide into the shifter.)
I always come home with everything on mom's list and that same dollar bill in my sock.
lisa said:I feel about 100 today.
That's about how I feel. Got back from wrestling camp. Hurt my chest, nose, and head. not fun and tired
that was a bad bike back thenI had a Schwinn Stingray with a 5-speed shifter in front of the banana seat.
lisa said:Yesterday was payday and I spent most of the day trying to figure out how to stretch my paycheck.
Right now my biggest problems are shin splints, upper body strained cartlidge, and a possible 4th concussion that I almost refuse to see the doc cause they may tell me no wrestling. Don't want to let gpa down as he is state HOF for coaching wrestlinglisa said:Yesterday was payday and I spent most of the day trying to figure out how to stretch my paycheck.
I think you have to wet it first otherwise it'll tear.Yesterday was payday and I spent most of the day trying to figure out how to stretch my paycheck.
Right now my biggest problems are shin splints, upper body strained cartlidge, and a possible 4th concussion that I almost refuse to see the doc cause they may tell me no wrestling. Don't want to let gpa down as he is state HOF for coaching wrestling
Ever take it off any sweet jumps?A Schwinn bike! WOW! Brings back memories. This is exactly like the one I got for Christmas when I was twelve. It had the headlight and a horn built in the center tank. I delivered newspapers and had a basket on the front to carry 63 daily papers six days and 42 on Sunday. The route was nearly six miles, rain or snow. made three dollars per week and learned life lessons on personal finance and a lot about people in general.
Ever take it off any sweet jumps?
Pat, we just get better with age, like fine wine.69 here. Hard to believe in less than 4 months I'll start my 70s.
Pat, we just get better with age, like fine wine.
That explains a lotDamn, my wife says I went past the fine wine stage a while back and I'm now turning to vinegar..
My dad asked me, "how in the hell did you break that bike in half?" He didn't buy the bad weld explanation.Ever take it off any sweet jumps?
LMAO, I'm 60 and fall into that category.young enough to do stupid things, old enough to know better.