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upon which knowledge is forged...
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Different interest come and go. Some stayed and some don't. But there is always one...the memories of staring at a turning bicycle wheel remains vivid . Fascination stemming from ignorance of how things work glues the eyes to the revolving wheel. Still transfixed 30 odd years later.....now I thnk I know. Or do I?
There's only one way to arrive closer to knowing if I really know... Keep riding and keep building. Bikes.