Why I do not sit like a lady on a Bike
My first time on a bike, I could be remembering well, maybe not. How can I even forget that day when I got myself thrown down like a sack of normal potatoes. Well, I was weaving my way back home from a primary school I attended when I met this friend of mine on a bike(he owned it) and he offered to give me a hitchhike. Who was I to refuse? Imagine enjoying a bike ride for the first time, where else would I get this chance for a free ride? By the way, motorbikes were then something new and exciti
