Mrs. Petrino “helped” Bobby pick out the helmet? Where did you get that info?
If that’s true it means this little ride happened on the “sperm” of the moment, as Archie Bunker would say. He says “Hey, babe, wanta’ go for a ride on my crotch rocket?”
“I don’t have a helmet.”
“You can wear mine. It doesn’t fit me anyway. I doubt there’s a helmet in Arkansas big enough for my head.”
It’s all over the place, news stories, radio sports shows, etc.......