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This one I regretted bringing home pretty shortly after buying it. It has two over-paint jobs, frame damage, damaged wheels and had been a yard art bike left to the elements. It sat in the corner of my garage until I got tired of moving it and broke it down to crate it for storage. Then one day whilst wrenching on another bike I saw this ones true potential and was all like "yeah, this bike is dripping with kool, it just needs some help". I started rounding up parts.
The history of this bike is in its layers. Built by Schwinn and rebadged by Sayre Hardware of Terra Haute Indiana. Sold new with black paint with red accents. Repainted dark green sometime later. Bent crank arm chewing through the right chainstay. Hit from behind bending the left seat stay and destroying the wheel. Painted nasty toad green and parked in a garden. Two additional owners and then me. I name it "Toad" in honor of its last paint job and warty appearance.
This build is a return to a much younger version of myself and my introduction to cars. Working late washing dishes, saving it up for some wheels. A handshake, $35 for the old derelict behind the gas station. Flat tow it home. Up on blocks in a gravel driveway, a gas lantern hissing into the night. Trips to the junkyard. Finally firing it up in a cloud of blue smoke. Off to the DMV, first in line for some plates. Mom & dad are worried and they need to be. In my case it was two VW beetles, one with a blown engine, another with a bad trans. Two shall become one and they did.
So here is Toad, where beater meets ratrod ...............
The history of this bike is in its layers. Built by Schwinn and rebadged by Sayre Hardware of Terra Haute Indiana. Sold new with black paint with red accents. Repainted dark green sometime later. Bent crank arm chewing through the right chainstay. Hit from behind bending the left seat stay and destroying the wheel. Painted nasty toad green and parked in a garden. Two additional owners and then me. I name it "Toad" in honor of its last paint job and warty appearance.
This build is a return to a much younger version of myself and my introduction to cars. Working late washing dishes, saving it up for some wheels. A handshake, $35 for the old derelict behind the gas station. Flat tow it home. Up on blocks in a gravel driveway, a gas lantern hissing into the night. Trips to the junkyard. Finally firing it up in a cloud of blue smoke. Off to the DMV, first in line for some plates. Mom & dad are worried and they need to be. In my case it was two VW beetles, one with a blown engine, another with a bad trans. Two shall become one and they did.
So here is Toad, where beater meets ratrod ...............