As a bunch of know-it-all teenagers we used to leave the front wheel on and fasten it so it wouldn't turn. Then scrounge up something for a ski to tie on the bottom of the wheel. Next we'd strip rear accouterments such as fenders, etc., from the bike and put on some tight fitting chains in back. We had one guy that either had big brass ones or a room temp IQ(or both) and would always test ride our creations first. We'd stand back and make bets on how far he'd go before dumping it, sometimes it was a few feet but once in a VERY great while he'd make it most of the way around the block. We always had a blast with it, it's a wonder we didn't kill or maim ourselves at times from some of the dumb stuff we did. I guess our guardian angels had afterburners.
