This was my first bike, the Screamer Spyder from Sears. Note the big tire in the back and small one in the front, as well as the butterfly handlebars and 5-speed stick shift. I got it for my sixth birthday - well technically no, since on my birthday I sat patiently on the sidewalk all day waiting for the Sears delivery truck that never arrived. So I waited all day in the Florida heat the next day,and still the gleaming machine didn't arrive. This went on for two weeks.
Once it did appear, I was thrilled and the time lost to the inept delivery man quickly turned to joy. I proudly rode it to the first day of school in 1969, and it was promptly stolen. It turned up a couple of years later, quite bashed up and worse for wear, in a local police department auction that my stepfather was clued into...but my gleaming masterpiece had been tainted by some petty thief and I never rode it again.