Since before I could walk I have always been a passenger on motorcycles – I’ve always been in love with in the way that it feels to ride.
Never having my own bike, or my endorsement, so far I’ve had to rely on other people in my life to take me out, and have always been [...]

My worst motorcycle crash by far happened during a motocross race.
At the time, I was on a Bultaco race bike doing roughly 65mph when a fellow racer lost control of his bike. I don’t know how, but he ended up doing a 180 degree turn and was flying toward me! There wasn’t time to react, [...]

This story takes place back in 1971.
I was on my motorcycle heading back to my college apartment after a lovely weekend with my family, about 30 miles away or so. It was barely twilight. A woman turned left in front of me, clearly didn’t see me (she didn’t look), and I hit her car roughly [...]