Because it’s Friday: The Jet Bicycle

Jet BikeWhen I was younger I had a paper-round. One winter I managed to completely mangle my bike, so borrowed my Mum’s old Raleigh Shopper from the back of the garage.

I wasn’t any more careful with my Mum’s bike than with my own. There is still a scare in my side from when I came flying off it one day, because my shoelace had got stuck in the front wheel and the pointed brake lever embedded itself in my torso.

But, I never did anything quite as mad as this:

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