It isn't until the cold weather sets in that a person can appreciate the privilege of owning a car. I'm 62 years old and have been driving since I was 16 years old. That is, I was driving until about three years ago when the police finally got around to taking away the old clunker I was driving. My whole life has been centered around the automobile and all other types of internal combustion engine powered vehicles. I've built and owned a race car, truck, a boat, motorcycle and worked at jobs that involved everthing from the time iron ore comes into a steel mill until a finished car rolls off the assembly line. When I didn't work in a car factory or a supplier I was into parts, maintenance or transportation. Even when I was in the Army I had car and was in an Armored Cavalry unit spending many hours in the motor pool. I spent most of my free time at drag strips with my buddies who were also hot rodders.
Needless to say, my life has been a hell on earth since June 12, 2007. I've been bicycling off and on for more than 27 years when I bought the bike that I still use today. I used to bicycle and jog/walk for fun and used a bike rack in my car to travel all over to different paths but mostly Stony Creek Metropark. Having to rely on muscle power for transportation instead of leisure makes it a drudgery very soon.
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