Personal Narrative: The Day I Fixed My Bike

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When I was 7 years old I worked on bikes and fixed them up. I watched my older brother do them. He was good at it, him and his friend could tare a bike apart and put it back together in 15 minutes. I always looked up to him and wanted to do what he did. I fixed my own bike when I was like 8 and I was proud of myself. The hardest part was taking the tube out of the tire because I always use a flat head screwdriver. So it’s kind of sharp and it can pop your tube. I really like getting my hands dirty and getting oil and grease on them because I enjoy that.

Then I was probably about 10 when I had a huge pile of old bike parts. There was everything you needed to fix your bike, I had everything. I should've had my own business. I was getting good

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