Guy I know he's 23 - has a freakin' crotch rocket and went flying because he's stupid (I think he said he was going 100+) and a car pulled out - not knowing he was that close by and he swerved and went off int the curve and him and the bike slid and flipped first over pavement then through grass into a ditch. He wasn't wearing any leathers - he's alive he's well and he's back to work, but he screwed up both his ankles (was out of work for a few weeks - they're talking about surgery on his ankles because they're giving him so much issue) and he had about 25% of his skin grafted by the ground. *rolls eyes* See I'm 22 - and I love motorcycles - but I'd never get on a rice rocket - only a harley for me and I would wear the proper kind of gear as well - no way would I get on one in a T-shirt and pants/shorts like my friend did. geesh.
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The bike's got nothing to do with it. Take a serious riding course. I.E. police style riding course, and never ride beyond your ability or road conditions...And wear gear, because, sooner or later, you and the asphalt will probably meet.
Royd Oh I know. But I prefer Harleys - I have never been interested in a rice rocket ever. I also have rode on the back of a motorcycle since I was a kid - and I have driven a harley before. I drove a rice rocket once to try it out, it scared the hell out of me. Young people (my age area 20-30) who drive the darn things scare the crap out of me on the roads - they are IDIOTS. I understand its never the bike, its the driver, and I also know that its just like with a car - sooner or later in a car your going to hit another car and with a bike sooner or later your going to kiss pavement. - thus why I always ride with appropriate gear. No way would I get on one in my 'everday clothes' and even remotely believe for a second I was 'going to be fine' - because you NEVER know - and bikers are the smallest vehicle on the road with all those other vehicles - I can't tell you how many people in my area have wrecked because cars haven't seen a bike or really paid attention when they hear one. If I hear one I look for one when I turn - because when I was 12 my sister clipped a guy on a rice rocket - and the dude was passing her in a no passing area - he got flipped off the bike and broke his darn leg and arm - but he luckily had the sense to wear the right gear so didn't get skinned much. That cured me of always stopping to look for the dag on things when I hear them.