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I have two titanium knees that cost half a million dollars. One is seven years old and the other is six. They are the reason I don't ride my bike anymore, because falls happen in bike riding, period. I don't want to bust up these babies. Though a friend told me the other day that I could shoot a bullet at these titanium knees with no damage. Still I don't trust. One bad fall sent me to the ER (See blog post - It Happens to the Best of Us 3/12/13), and I don't want that to happen again. These days I ride my stationery excercise bike in the garage with the door open. That's enough adventure for me.  But I have these fond memories of the bike path: I would see all kinds of things on the bike path and in the park where I rode my bike. Twice on the path I saw a man in a motorized easy chair. How did he make that happen? A lot of ingenuity for sure. I wish I had taken a picture.  The chair was wide, made of black leather or pleather, not sure. Head lights beamed from the

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