(Second in a series of stories about every bike I've ever owned.)
For my 13th birthday, I received a red ten-speed from Sears. Here's a picture of someone else's. Mine had drop bars and down tube shifters.
This bike served as a great escape hatch during teenage years and valuable transportation at the expansive Michigan State University campus.
I remember riding no hands and no helmet all around the subdivision where my folks lived in suburban Detroit.
No idea whatever happened to this thing but I wish I still had it.