We were at Rock Creek Station a couple a years ago in the shadow of Wild Bill. Well there were some folks on Mt bikes ridin' around. They stopped at the post office and went inside.
I tolt Gopher Grease to put on his pistol as I put on mine. Tolt him to stay back a ways and follow my lead. When they came out I was a starin' at the bikes. They hesitated at the door, I hollored for GG who was about 50 feet behind me. When he got over I pointed out they was a makin' em with wheels the same size front and back now.
They still stop by the store from time to time.