3292.
 My Schwinn was my first good bike.  I  couldn’t have bought it, I  came
 across it by accident in my cousin Joey’s garage after he went away to 
college. It was all rusted from being left out in the rain.  My aunt 
Lucy gave it to me for free because she didn’t know it was worth 
anything.
 3293.
 I  took it all apart and cleaned it up, removed all the rust and put it
 back together again. I  got the idea that I  wanted the bicycle to be 
absolutely silent and run with no squeaks or clicks, so I  removed the 
fenders and also the chain guard. I  even removed the kick stand because
 it was always clicking against the pedal when it came around.
 3294.
 After that I  decided that in order for it to be truly perfect it had 
to be a three speed, instead of a one speed coaster brake bike, so I  
replaced the back wheel with an English wheel with gears.  At that point
 I had a perfect bicycle; the perfect combination of the speed of an 
English bike with the comfort of the seat and the shock absorber of the 
American bike.
3295. The only problem with it was that it had no brakes. The English wheel did not have the coaster brake, and there was no way to attach a hand brake to the Schwinn frame. To stop I  used my foot, dragging it along the ground, but as a rule, till I  figured out how to attach some brakes, I  was just always extremely careful.  That was very stupid, but then, as I  have said  before, I  was not a very bright child.




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