If this is true Kevin, and you really bought a motorcycle, and one day I saw you drive by on it, it would be the greatest day of my life. My dad and his biker buddies go riding every Saturday. If you'd like to join them I can make arrangements. They all rock Harleys though.
Also, when I was 13, my dad, without warning, bought me a brand new Honda Shadow(it's some type of motorcycle). Anyway, after several hours of him telling me it's nothing to be afraid of, I managed to mount it and somehow ride all the way down the street to the dead end. As I attempted to make a 180 and come back, the bike(which was enormous) fell over on top of me breaking my arm. I looked up and saw my dad running towards me faster than any 300lb man should be able to run, when he finally reached me he said "What the hell are you doing you scratched the bike!!" 2 weeks later the bike was sold. I guess what I'm trying to tell you is please be extremely careful turning around. With motorcycles, you just never know.
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