The guy I used to ride with died! Collided with a car. He flew off his bike and face first into a pole.
I was never friendly with him. He called me a pussy for wearing a full-faced helmet when we rode, while he was wearing a half-helmet that was like a WW2 replica on his harley. I was the youngest on the ride and he was lecturing me trying to teach me “his ways”.
Well, he’s a meat crayon now.
The people who are telling you to wear protection are still alive.
Former Motorcyclist here.
The guy I used to ride with died! Collided with a car. He flew off his bike and face first into a pole.
I was never friendly with him. He called me a pussy for wearing a full-faced helmet when we rode, while he was wearing a half-helmet that was like a WW2 replica on his harley. I was the youngest on the ride and he was lecturing me trying to teach me “his ways”.
Well, he’s a meat crayon now.
The people who are telling you to wear protection are still alive.