Sounds amazing and years away from my current skill set. Which is none
Here’s what I’ll tell ya. It’s hard to not want to do more. When I first learned to ride I said I woudnt be one of those idiots doing wheelies, week later I was standing it straight up in first. Then I said I woudnt be an idiot shifting with it straight up, then I learned how to kick that gear up without a clutch and go up to 80mph in 3rd with it still standing up. Then I said no endos cause that’s a quick way to wreck, the. I popped the back wheel up on accident a bit and decided to learn how to get it up and roll it a bit.
Point is it doesn’t end. The more I learned, the less I respected the bikes. It’s a dangerous itch to scratch but it’s a lot of fun. I personally don’t have the addictive gene. I’ve done my share of shit that most would be strung out on and I never needed a second try, but the hit from adrenaline always had me doing more and more. Even today I woudnt be afraid to hop on and go nuts but being a husband and father weighs on me. So now I do stupid stuff in my mustang that at least has a body around me.
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