I had a few bikes in my day. I figured I was pretty good even as I fell off, had my dress caught in spokes stuff, ran into things. Oh yes, my athletics knew no boundaries of ineptitude. Of course, there was this young man in the 1800s who would have given me a ride for my money. His name was Major Taylor: World Cycling Champion. And I guess he was good. He won a few races (starting at age 13) and would fight racism, […]
If Casey rode a bicycle
Major Taylor: World Cycling Champion. by Charles R. Smith