I had a car but I did ride that bike around the neighborhood. I didn't have a helmet or any special gear. I don't even remember if it had a bell. I don't remember ever pumping up the tires, but at some point it did go into a bike shop somewhere up Sunland Ave. near Tujunga because I had a brilliant ride back.
Alas, the garage door was left open too long one day and someone stole the bike. Stupid mistake on my part as it may have been me. However, I didn't have garage parking privileges so maybe it wasn't me.
It was 16 years before I got another bike, the bike I have now.
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