I Miss Riding the Cuts

My brother gifted me a Diamond Back Ascent in the early 90s, I remember it was snowing when he dropped it off, but literally overnight the world opened up to me. My range expanded from the adjacent cul‑de‑sacs and estates to neighboring woods, forests, quarries, towns and cities. The roads were always narrow and never particularly safe, so I usually stuck to the pavements, which wasn’t technically…