Me too
My folks wouldn’t allow it
First semester Ole Miss in 76 I had a 74 H2 with smoothbores and three in one denco and three in three hookers when I wanted to be artillery loud..lol
Second in 79 was a NIB. Suzuki GS 1100RS WITH KUNIS AND HANDBLOWN YOSHI ETC...10.2 bike and 175 top end...road racing slick
Last rideable bike was my GPZ1100 triple bored out to 1264 and all the gear and nitrous.....rand low 9s with right guy and about 190 topped out
Best toy bike was an XR750 I wish I’d kept...squirrelly is thy name but what a torque beast ...I thought I was King Kenny on it
Had a couple of BMW flat twins and loads of dirt bikes....still do...KTM TWO STROKE BABY!
My insurance won’t allow bikes now.
My oldest boy aged 16 wanted that KTM four stroke 390 Ducati looking thing called the Duke for high school
I told him no way jack....u get killed I’d have to bury yer mommy right along with you....and u gonna wreck
I have had my share and pins in me to prove it ....several of my pards died on bikes...it’s just how it goes and I had bikes as primary mode all of college..even for dates...me at ole miss with my KD or DDD or Chi Omega hotness on the back going to the Gin....hell yeah..cops were nicer then about that
Anyhow I shared with him a tragedy from 1973 when a friend went out after school and hung out and smoked some bong hits with all of us and hopped on his Kawasaki KZ350 two stroke street rocket and on the way home crested a hill at high speed right into a steel bed garbage truck that pulled in from of him with doing about 75
One of our buddies dad a neurosurgeon was first on scene and he was still alive and whispered to the doc “tell me momma I’m so sorry ....”
And that was it..gone forever at 15...a long time ago now but I ain’t forgot..it shook all us with him that afternoon but good
Nope no motorcycles for teenagers....
As for the tough talkers here....I doubt they are up for much in the real world if you get my drift....anyone who has lived doesn’t talk that sort of smack..dead giveaway ...never busted a grape
I knew from my teen years I had to avoid bikes to stay alive. I just knew it. “A man’s got to know his limitations.” I knew bikes were one of mine.