Quote Originally Posted by LoriO View Post
LOL, my bike was also "my horse" Shadows across the streets and crosswalk lines were jumps to be jumped over. LOL, omg the memories!!
I just had a conversation about this when I visited my younger brother in Boulder. We both remember this very well, but we were really little - still riding tricycles. We tied them up to the fence of the chicken coop after a long, hard ride around the yard! I remember vividly being SO jealous when my brother got Marvel the Mustang for his birthday, so he had a "real" horse and I still had to use my trike.