Got one in a trade with my cousin. I originally had a black Huffy, but when my dad air brushed two pieces of metal for the local bowling alley, some paint got all over my bike. I traded that bike for the Schwinn in the background of this picture. It was originally a friend of my dad’s. He got it from my Uncle. My Uncle got it from a friend who had died. My bike (the one in the background) is about 1″ taller than most. The nearly identical bike that is in the forground is my dad’s replacement bike. It was bought the same day, as I understand. They are both the same awesome color. I love my bike, even though it needs some money to be put into it. Both do. Both need new brakes, tires and shocks. My dad’s needs a good seat. When I took my bike to the local car cruise, I got more compliments on it than my dad’s custom truck did! I love that! Haha. This bike will likely be mine for a long time! Thanks!