A Bikie Extraordinaire

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In my imagination, I rode along quiet leafy suburban streets, my hair blowing in the breeze, my heart singing with the joy of being alive and having this wondrous new freedom - riding the best of all bikes to the new High School at Woodville, South Australia, just 15 minutes away... and everywhere else my dreams could take me. I had seen the treasure in a dedicated bike-selling shop, and it was love at first sight.

The cold reality was that money wasn't plentiful that year...


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