Like many of us, the first vehicle I proudly owned was my bicycle. Sometime around my 13th birthday, I had finally saved up the money to buy a real BMX bike.
One of our local shops had a pretty sweet deal. For about $300 they’d build up a pro-quality frame with decent components–not quite top-shelf parts, but they sent you out the door with a great foundation.
I spent the next three years honing that chrome-plated MCS frame into my dream bike. I’m a researcher by trade, so each component purchase was preceded by agonizing analysis–or, as we called it back then, reading BMX magazines. Plus, working at a bike shop had its perks.
Sometime before my 16th birthday, I ate it hard at the Shoreham BMX track. My left arm broke my fall, but the fall also broke my left arm. The bike was parked while I was in a cast, replaced by a Honda scooter.
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