I’m happy to sell the white one, the first I’ve put together so I could understand bikes better. (It’s been thoroughly checked out by the bike shop.) Selling it to make room for the next assembly.
I’m sad to sell the little yellow one, which taught me how deep a four-year-old’s pride of ownership could be. He rode it until he was seven.
UPDATE: The little yellow bike is sold.
Both prices firm. I’m no good at haggling, so I don’t.