I've been in the flatland game for a while.... I rode a nice penny-farthing up until the Depression came and I sold it for a carrot. when we went into WWII the rations on metal forced me to ride a bicycle of solid lead, which was tough, but I was a real trooper through it all. I still ride even through my arthritis, and I invented 9/10 of the tricks you youngsters take for granted.