Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Oddly enough the thing that comes to mind when looking at this picture is Stephen King's novel, It. When he was still scary and fun to read. If I remember correctly the youthful protagonist's bike was a Stingray named Silver for the Lone Ranger's horse. He pinned playing cards in the spokes and outraced the devil (of sorts). Not of the caliber of The Stand, but pretty good King, nonetheless.
I remember my own Stingray fondly. Growing up in West Hollywood, we would bike up Kings Road to Sunset and come racing down the hill, with our own playing cards rattling in the spokes like a motorcycle engine. We'd pop wheelies on the pavement in front of my apartment building and imitate Steve McQueen, sliding under the barbed wire in The Great Escape, laying our bikes down on the neighbor's lawn.