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>first years after Commism collapsed in Romania
>about 6 years old
>fancy imported foreign goods are starting to slowly appear on the market
>shop has one BMX in window
>I've never seen such a thing before
>it has skulls on it
>don't stop talking about it for months
>one day dad comes home with it
>practically shit myself
>my commieblock gang of kids practically shit themselves too
>learn how to ride on it
>smash my head on pavement multiple times because helmets didn't exist
>engaged in fun activities such as being chased by packs of stray dogs every day
>take it every summer to the country and do serious offroading and go off jumps
I turned out alright. Those were the days, man.
When I grew out of it I gave it to a peasant boy who in turn gave it to his little brother and that bike must have seen some serious action for a good twenty years.
