when I was 5 or 6, my parents bought me my first two wheeled bike...pink with those little tassels that hang from the handle bars. I was so excited to ride that thing, i just knew I could do it, and oh the freedom it would offer me. On its maiden voyage without any assistance from my dad, I took off at full speed ready to go forward into the
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