…your first cycling experience, the moment you wobbled beyond the clutches of an anxious parent, without recourse to training wheels. Chances are, it rates as a highlight of childhood–your first real taste of freedom and even pride in ownership. It was your bike–and you were free to go wherever your spinning feet could take you, or so it seemed. And it was indeed a true love affair, likely to lure you back time and time again, even when you thought you had moved on.”
–David V. Herlihy (Author, Bicycle: The History).