Shiny Bicycle

At the bicycle shop downtown, there is a great bike, and I want it!! It is aquaish and it has no gears. It is not for riding in the woods or trails. It is simple and has white wall tires. Ohhhhhhhh I want it!! Sadly I have zero place to use this bike. But it keeps calling out to the kid inside me. Back to the times I would ride my bike so fast I thought my legs would fall off. The times I would try to keep up with Mike, the kid across the street. He had training wheels, but I never needed them. I can not remember if I did beat him or not, but later he ran over my dolly with his bike. Eh, I got him back. I helped encourage him to jump out of his tree house. He did and broke his arm. I know, I know, not as bad as a dead dolly, but payback is payback. I miss those Summer days I would stay out to play Hide and Go Seek and then catch Fireflies. Later my Mom would yell out the door for me to come home just before it got really dark. I love all the scars I have from riding my bike, playing in the dirt, running through the woods. I wear them with pride.
All that from one little bike downtown. I want it!!!!