A bad day on a motorcycle is worse than a good day riding in a car, unless you crash, then riding a motorcycle sucks, but what is the worse that could happen? You could crash and die, or even worse yet you could crash and live but be paralyzed or brain damaged, but all these things could still happen to you if you were involved in a major car accident. All though riding a motorcycle is a high-risk activity, there are things you can do to reduce the risk. Ride smart; don’t speed in traffic, watch out for people in cars who either don’t see you or don’t care and pull out in front of you. These are just a few things you can do to ride safe. Some people think that crashing is something that happens to the other guy; I’m too good a rider for that, they think, but they’re wrong. It can happen to anyone no matter how good you are.
My older brother died in a motorcycle crash, I slid off a curve on a mountain road at thirty miles and hour, and I’ve seen my brothers go down on the road, but I still throw my leg over my motorcycle every day and ride because it’s what I do; it’s part of who I am. I have no desire to go bungee jumping or to sky dive; that not what I’m into: I ride motorcycles. I refuse to live the so-called safe life, because that kind of life sounds boring. I believe in living life to its fullest and enjoying every minute I have here on Earth. Even if I do go out riding a motorcycle, at least it will be while I was doing something I enjoy. I plan to die when I’m ninety-three, sitting on my front porch after I just took my last ride on my Harley. Until then, I’ll keep hanging with my bros and keep my face in the wind.
My older brother died in a motorcycle crash, I slid off a curve on a mountain road at thirty miles and hour, and I’ve seen my brothers go down on the road, but I still throw my leg over my motorcycle every day and ride because it’s what I do; it’s part of who I am. I have no desire to go bungee jumping or to sky dive; that not what I’m into: I ride motorcycles. I refuse to live the so-called safe life, because that kind of life sounds boring. I believe in living life to its fullest and enjoying every minute I have here on Earth. Even if I do go out riding a motorcycle, at least it will be while I was doing something I enjoy. I plan to die when I’m ninety-three, sitting on my front porch after I just took my last ride on my Harley. Until then, I’ll keep hanging with my bros and keep my face in the wind.