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When I was about five or six I was obsessed with unicycles and kept pestering my parents to buy me one. The stock response was 'when you're older' which, when I would invariably press 'how much older?', was defined as 'ten'. Then, for my tenth birthday, long after I had forgotten my unicycle obsession, they surprised me by actually getting me one. I think it was probably the single coolest gift I've ever received.
It didn't take too long to learn how to ride. It's basically the same as riding a regular bike without any hands except you have to lean forward to keep from falling over. The only really difficult part is the staying-in-one-spot / back-and-forth thing. I eventually got the hang of that, but could never do it for too long.
I don't think I'd recommend one as an actual mode of transportation, but they are a lot of fun. |
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