Racking my brain.

When did I learn to ride a bike?

Who taught me this?

Did I fall, give up and swear I would never touch that two wheeled monster of pain again?

Or was it the most glorious day of my childhood?

I know:

how to do wheelies,

joust with cardboard tubes,

scream like a bat out of hell down a long winding trail,

pretend I am piloting a X-Wing fighter.

I cant remember who taught me.

I hope my son remembers.