I had seen a couple of the neighbors kids riding minibikes, and asked my Dad if I could get one. He looked at me and said 'Son, you get some money together and we'll talk about it'. My gigs were mowing lawns, caddying at the golf course and pulling milfoil from the lake for the neighbors. It took a while but I found a used JC Penny Foremost. Bottom of the line Bird. Unsprung, 2.5HP Tecumseh, non-recoil start, scrub brake. It was a pretty cool copper metalflake color, although it was always covered in mud. This would have been 1969-'70. It was my most beloved possession.
Aside from tearing up a section of our property, about a half mile up the street, there was the entrance to 100 acres of trails. Beautiful open meadows, forests, a pretty good hill climb, and a make-shift motocross track. AND the back entrance to the local drive-in theatre. Heaven for a 10yo kid learning to explore the world.
Damn, I wish I still had that bike!