I guess cars must feel like parole to kids who have been locked up.
I grew up in a place that was not even big on cycling, just not a hellscape like the US. We would go on crazy bike trips and barely find our way back home at like 14.
I guess cars must feel like parole to kids who have been locked up.
I grew up in a place that was not even big on cycling, just not a hellscape like the US. We would go on crazy bike trips and barely find our way back home at like 14.