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[GaryC]

My brothers and I got one of those Sting Ray bikes when we lived in Southern Pines, N.C. in 1965. I was 12 and the one to put it together. On the initial test ride I pulled the front wheel off the ground and of course the wheel came off while up in the air and when it came down to meet the asphalt so did my face. I forgot to tighten the handlebars and I just shoved them forward when the forks stuck in the road. Push my bottom teeth clean thru the inside of my bottom lip and bit the top of my bottom lip with my upper teeth. Needless to say my mom was pissed.

I love those gas power cars and planes. I got a British Spitfire plane for Christmas one year, 67 or 68, after we moved to Atlanta. The first opportunity the weather got warm I was out in the back yard learning how to start it up. Got all the lines connected and started the engine and had my brother hold it while I went to the handle to fly it. I told my brother to let it go and the plane went backwards and crashed under a car. Never did get to fly the darn thing and never understood why it went backwards. We all had a big laugh over that one. Also had an open wheel car, like an Indy car, bright yellow. Fired it up and it slammed into a wall. It was toast. I'm glad I didn't have that same luck with cars as I got older.