RBR Editor & Publisher, "Ringmaster"
My first 10-speed was a bright orange model from Western Auto that I got for my 10th birthday. I could hardly believe that I now had 10 different gears at my disposal! I wouldn't be jumping ramps or riding through the creek on this baby, though, like I did on my banana-seat bike. This one was for the road—and was built for speed. It's surely what set the hook that remains embedded in me decades later. Those feelings of speed, rolling through space for miles under my own power, the forces carving a tight, fast corner—they still bring me joy.