Look at this flashy bastard. Notice how his arms, back, legs and the handlebars form a bastarding trapezoid of flashy early '70s Americana. Consider that his smaller front wheel announces to the world, "I'm comfortable with the size of my ego. And yeah, I could pop a wheelie right now, but my parents paid $83 for this bike and I'm not about to get grounded." Just look at where that shifter is. Schwinn knew that when you arrived on a Krate, you came here to crush pussy. What a flashy bastard.