Ricky (my oldest son) and I with the bike lovingly referred to as the "voodoo bike." It was the second one I owned and was involved in more bike crashes than I care to remember. When I wisely quit riding it, Ricky took it and totally refurbished it. He continued to put many miles on it and never ONCE crashed it. Good thing I gave that one up! (September '08)
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