![]() So, my dad got a new motorcycle - good for him (that is his bike in the picture to the left). I personally have driven a motorcycle a handful of times. The first time was ridiculous - I had a couple of beers in me, and my cousin actually let me get on the "Ninja" he just got. I made it all of 15 feet - literally not further than across the street, where I hit a patch of sand and dropped the bike! I wasn't going that fast, and there wasn't much damage, so it worked out I guess. I did eventually get to ride some other bikes - a Honda, which I drove with my brother on the back (holding on for dear life) a few miles up and down the boulevard and a 1969 Triumph Bonneville. I like to say I actually helped restore that '69 Triumph bike with my dad - I did help, and learned a bunch about the bike and how it works. I'm pretty sure all I did was hold the damn flashlight, though. I spent a lot of my youth holding a flashlight.
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