How can you not love riding bikes!? (fran...) My bike's name is Thunder Peak. My mama bought it for me at a garage sale... and boy did she hit the jack pot. It may make you pedal harder than other bicycles and sometimes the gears malfunction, but thats besides the point. It takes me through the river bottoms and down this grand dirt path through the cornfields and past the beehives. AND the break cables are painted green and pink and maybe a purple too. There are paint speckles... confirmation that yes, one's mans junk is another man's treasure. Although I'm not a man.
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