I
have a fantasy. No, no, get your mind out of the gutter, not THAT kind
of fantasy. This is a simple, quaint and family friendly fantasy. I
dream of riding a Big Wheel again. Some of my fondest childhood moments
were of tooling around the neighborhood on my plastic behemoth. I loved
it so. I have yet to get one for my girl, but if genes mean anything, I
bet she’ll love it just as much as me. So much so that I’ll have to get
her...
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