It was the mid-nineties, a glorious time to be alive. I was starting my transition from Denver rave kid into mountain town ski bum. My bicycling life was also transitioning from BMX freestyler into mountain biker. My '89 Haro Master had served me well as a ramp ridin' trick machine, but it was no longer needed. I gave it to my good buddy Randy. Some time after I moved to Leadville I was visiting him and he told me he had something for me. He explained he had traded the Haro for another bike and now I needed to take it. That was the first time I saw the Firestone Silver Cruiser . I was immediately taken by the chromed cantilever frame and shining chrome fenders. I didn't know I needed a cruiser bike in my life, but here it was. You hear the phrase "all original " thrown around which sounds a lot better than " never maintained, worn out and faded." But this rig was exactly that, nothing had been changed since it was assembled some time in the olden days...