hmmm Zero
Well my learning experience was a Honda 750 Interceptor.
Had some hairy moments with that one.
I learned to assume everyone was literally trying to kill you as soon as you threw your leg over the saddle.
You are not paranoid because they ARE out to get you.
Had some hairy moments with that one.
I learned to assume everyone was literally trying to kill you as soon as you threw your leg over the saddle.
You are not paranoid because they ARE out to get you.
It's one of the things that I really miss I used to love to ride but after what I went through it is just not something I can enjoy anymore.
Me too, I have a rod along my left femur with 6 screws from a motorcycle accident. It is big enough to set off airport scanners. I was about 2 inches away form being killed, so a plate in the leg is okay for me to accept. They really are the ultimate mode of transportation until you get into a bad situation. I can't get on one ever again unfortunately, call it PTSD.
My ex had a motorcycle. I rode it maybe twice. Then I witnessed a crash downtown between a motorcycle and car where the rider got thrown through the air in an intersection. Stayed with him until the ambulance came. It was a miracle he only had a broken collarbone. Have not gotten on one again.
Life has risks.
Who has more to lose a 18 year old on a sport bike or a broken old fart like me.
I don't see many more years where the option to ride remains.
The list of fun things I still can do is getting awfully short.
The real question is the Zero even still on the can-still-do list.
Who has more to lose a 18 year old on a sport bike or a broken old fart like me.
I don't see many more years where the option to ride remains.
The list of fun things I still can do is getting awfully short.
The real question is the Zero even still on the can-still-do list.













