I recently had a little nostalgia trip through Ebay looking up several of my favorite toys from my childhood. I found my Steve Austin doll (complete with “Bionic eye action”), my Jane West doll (From the Johnny West collection) and I was reminded of the countless hours I spent playing ‘cars’ with an empty scotch tape dispenser and an Avon Cologne Bottle.

But by far the one image that most stirred my old passions was this one:

(As I recall, mine had fringy plastic things streaming from the handlebars and a lever-brake on one back wheel that would cause you to ‘spin-out’ in a really cool way.)

I owned the sidewalks, the dirt alleyway behind my grandparent’s house and even the steep winding road down from the cemetery hill behind my house. (It also made it down the side of the hill, through the grass and rocks, on more than one occasion.) It took a couple of years to fully wear holes through the plastic back tires, but by then I was riding a regular 2-wheeled bicycle. Man, I really LOVED that ride!

Good times. Good times.