BIKE
I used to ride a bike when I was just a kid. I enjoyed driving along the streets within the neighborhood, carrying a lot of candies inside the basket attached in front of my bike. As we transferred to a village in the city, I wasn't able to ride the same bike again. I had the bigger one. Riding it was a bit difficult, didn't know how to balance at that time. I got bruised and got wounded as part of learning to ride the real bike (i used to have the bike which has two tiny wheels at the back). And as I learned how to balance in riding the bigger one, I had a great time biking around the village with my friends in the neighborhood. I even crossed to another village through that. I also tried some stunts that added more bruises and wounds to my legs and knees. But I never stopped. I just loved it together with the risks/adventures. Having fun with my bike ended when it was stolen as we got out of town for a vacation. Years passed when it was finally replaced with a mountain bike....
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