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My favorite bike was an old Trek touring bike that I rode along time until the frame broke.

We had many cars growing up, but one I liked was an old police car our dad got us. I don’t really know anything about engines, but this car had a 383 magnum (it sounds good) and would make this awesome noise when you stepped down on the gas or floored it. You could actually feel the car slight elevate as it projected like a rocket. Our sister Susan claimed the car would operate better if you gunned it as you hit railroad tracks near the old Forehand place sending the car slightly airborne. Keep in mind it was a former police car. I think it got about 3 mpg. I am not sure if the car had functioning seatbelts. It was a dream machine.

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I love these stories! Was that car kind of a brownish rust?

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I think the cop car was rust colored without functioning seat belts.

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In hindsight, “Rusty” would have been a good name for that car.

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I think I was in about 3rd grade when I got my brand blue Schwinn bike. Susan got a purple one.

We rode everywhere, including 7 Eleven, delivering Girl Scout cookies and a very long ride to Randall Farms.

I loved that bike. I knew it was a real sacrifice for Mom and Dad to buy them. We were elated. 😊

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One of my first memories is getting a buck on the back of one of those Schwinn bikes. I think it was yours!

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Getting a buck. 😃I haven’t heard that saying in years. Wonder if it’s a Wisconsin thing.

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I think it's a Minnesota thing too!

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They were 24” as I recall. We had those for years.

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Yes, it was a rust color that faded from popularity by the mid 70’s.

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