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Personal Narrative: The Day I Biked My Life
Gerardo Castillo 26,8,10 When I was riding near the beach I saw Ferraris Lamborghinis and Bentleys. I was amazed. When I was on the beach, I also saw people surfing and doing cool tricks I also saw a guy wearing a shirt that said, “I am jaws.” I thought this was so funny! I got to see all of this because of biking. This summer I biked everyday with my brother. Since we were in Florida, we biked everyday. It was really hot and I sweated a lot. We rode about 10 to 20 miles per day to get ready for the race. While I was biking I saw lots of different and cool things. The bike that I had been possibly the oldest bike my brother could get. We looked it up and it was a 1960’s bike. The bike was so old it had the shifter on the
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