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You have to assess for yourself the thrill of riding versus the extra danger that riding a motorcycle entails.

I rode a motorcycle as my main form of transportation for over 4 years. Considering my lifestyle at the time, I was very fortunate to have never had to put it down at any rate of speed - the only time I fell on it was due to accelerating from a stop light when the back wheel happened to be on an oil slick. Of course, as every rider should, I always assumed that any vehicle approaching me was going to turn left in front of me, and I completely ignored right-turn signals from any car approaching from my left.

One day, I woke up with a very strong feeling of "I'm never going to ride it again." It was not a premonition; it was not based on any fear - rather it was just "knowing." Very irrational, I admit.

That was many years ago, and to this day, I've never ridden anything with less than 4 wheels. My bike sat in my driveway for almost a year until someone passed by and offered to buy it from me. I had never even considered selling it, but by the end of that afternoon, it was gone.

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