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Getting a new wheelchair was always a big deal, similar to when someone got a new car. My chairs ( I always kept a spare, just in case I had a flat) were ( and still are) my lifeline. Without a chair I'm immobile. My wheelchair goes everywhere I go. So when it's time to get a new set of wheels, it is important, at least to me.
A shiny, new wheelchair was exciting to break in. From the new and improved bearings and tires to that new chair " smell," every five years or so I looked forward to test driving and finally selecting my transportation.
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