I had the green Stingray, my brother had the red one. Then came the Krates. Daddy did what he could just to get the Stingrays so we knew not to ask and built some slide on extended front forks out of some old aluminum tent poles. They worked fine until the first jump. Did I mention between all my siblings, we had our own file cabinet down at the Emergency Room?... 🤣
Here in the s/w Boston burbs we called those bike “choppers”