I remember a tiny red bike for my son with drop bars turned around so the drops were up and the ends point away from him, covered in black foam. Mark, my son, came screaming down the hill on our street and wiped out and really scraped himself up. He was sobbing and clinging to me so hard, poor guy. Took about 15 minutes for him to go at it again. Mark had another I made for him, 20" wheels, all black, everybit. Looked so great it was stolen in short order. My daughter had a cute little pink one with an animal for a horn that she loved. I could tell the era of building for them was coming to an end when I built my daughter a real funky "Queen St" bike out of a 60's cruiser, a great paint job, truly cool. Alas, it was not cool to Gill. Dad made it. And so it goes....
Stay tuned for the agreenbike.com bikes! Soon coming!

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