Long time ago, when I was 14-15, I wanted my parents to buy me a mountain bike. That time I didn't know that real mountain bikes were 10-20 times more expensive than the regular ones, although they look almost the same.
There were no limits of my happiness and gratitude when I got my own bike on my birthday! But the bike's gear shift mechanism broke down on the next day. It didn't take much time to repair that mechanism, but I was not that excited anymore.
And guess what, I started to learn the stunts shortly thereafter! It is needless and impossible to count all the scars and traumas I had gotten, riding that bike. Sometimes I hit the trees with my forehead because of the slippery and muddy road. Sometimes I fell over the rudder, because of the branch of the tree, stuck in the front bike wheel.
Nowadays I miss riding the bike in the forest.
But there is no doubt, that bike has became my friend and every single ride on it, is my unforgettable moment!