[ProtectOurFreedom]

When I was about 11 in 1952, I had a redSchwinn 26 inch with the tank on the frame and coaster brakes. Mom & Dad got me a mechanical speedometer for Christmas (BIG mistake!). I installed it and put it to the test when it started warming up the following spring. I remember it reading 45 down the hill in front of our house...the next thing I knew I was waking up about 8 AM the next day. Knocked out cold for about 12 or 14 hours. Mom and Dad called the doc after they hauled me inside. He said “Is that him screaming.” Dad replied “Yeah.” Doc said “He’ll be ok.” Never did visit the ER! I was told I hit a pothole and went headfirst over the bars. How I made it to adulthood I’ll never know!

[ProtectOurFreedom]

Correction...1962, not 1952.

I’m not THAT old (yet).

[Inyo-Mono]

Scary!

[Zhang Fei]

“I was told I hit a pothole and went headfirst over the bars.”

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Holy crap! You’re a frequent flier. How was Mount Everest when you reached the summit the first time?

[Disambiguator]

You need to go check out Quinnhill Rd. It’s the steep road in your neck of the woods. I have run up it and biked down it quite a few times! Not recently though. 😀