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Yep, that's exactly what it was, two-speed. Love that bike. It was going down a hill in Port Quillen though, and I was really going fast, and for some reason I wasn't paying attention. And I slammed into a parked car and went over the car, flying. And that was the end of that bike. Yep, no helmet, no tires, no nothing, and we're still alive. I think our time got us growing up a little tougher than the new generations.