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Updated: May 26, 2025

As he rode up and down, his short legs working like piston-rods gone mad, pedestrians would scatter in terror. His onrush was as relentless as that of an engine on a track, and his hoarse, "Chug-chug! Da-r-r-n-ng! Chug earned his first real bicycle carrying a paper route for the Chippewa Eagle. It took him two years.

Edna Ferber - Half Portions