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I was eight years old when I learned how to ride a two-wheeler. Soon I was riding my bicycle without having to hold onto the handlebars. "Look Ma, no hands", I used to yell as I rode passed our house. Then I would ride as fast as I could with my friends to the park. Sometimes I would hit a bump in the path and my bicycle would leap in the air. I felt as if I was invincible! I entered the weekly contest for three colors Saturday, February 18, 2012 at 9:29 P.M. All artwork protected by copyright © all rights reserved.