Yeppers. I have been riding since I was 13 inthe summer of 1957. I paid $25 for a Whizzer motorbike and hid it from my parents for 2 maybe 3 weeks until they found it in the bushes. Damn thing barely ran and then only very part time. It taught me a lot though. Mostly how to cuss.
Still on two wheels at age 80 even though I ain’t real fast, just kinda half fast.
1957 !!! I turned three that year, I put 11 thou miles on a little Kawasaki dual purpose in El Salvador during the guerrilla war there. I could kill the engine leaving Berlin in Usulutan and coast over 11 kilometers toward Mercedes Umana then crank up the engine and pull out onto a main highway. It was heaps of fun.