Quote Originally Posted by Regina View Post
I remember riding this blue thing - a Columbia or something, I don't remember. But it had upright handlebars, and I tied a rope from one grip to the other, and those were my "reigns" and I used those to steer the bike. Because, I didn't want a stinkin' ol' bike! I wanted a HORSE!!!
Regina, when i was a little kid, i didn't need a horse. I WAS a horse.
I had found a couple of sticks painted black, with only white primer on the bottom. They were my front legs!
I galloped all over the yard (my pasture) whinnying and trying to eat the grass.