Yep. Bedrolls. Nap time blankies. I had to be like the big guys. Or at least my Uncle who lived on his motorcycle for most of his life. My dad road a trash truck for a few years when I was really young. My mom tells me thats where the bike came from. Roadside find. They added the mirror, headlight, turn signals and sissy bar. I eventually moved up to a purple Western Flyer Sting Ray wannabe. This green bike was for my 3rd birthday.
Sean