I loved bikes with the new "banana seats." Of course, I didn't have one. But my nephew did, so I took it from him and rode it sometimes. We played "Johnny Cross the Street" where he would try to cross the driveway and I would try to run over him. I got him a lot. Then it would be his turn. Needless to say, he never got me. Now that I think of it, I was kinda mean.