Hi guys,I`m Lance.Hope everybody join me to share the first story related to bicycle.
When i was 9 years old,i dreamed to own a bike and the joy of riding bike is hard to describe by language. And i learned to ride by my uncle`s bike,no matter raining or windy,tumbled down and then tried again and again.The joy and passion never fade but gained more.
Thanks for this cute thing and it teaches me to do things with will and you will succeed.
What is your great story of bicycle?
with a friend, we went on a bicycle trip around Brittany (france). We had planned to ride the whole coast, we ended doing the lower half only, but it was beautiful ! Make bicycle trips in beautiful places ! it’s the ideal speed to enjoy the landscape, though beeing able to travel across some distance. Long live Bicycle.
have a beautiful bike, love riding my bike, but one tire is broken. Since about three years every spring i say to myself, now, you should really go and get a new one.. but always i’m stuck with my 74′bike.