I'm never getting on a motorcycle or dirt bike ever again. Every time I do I whipe out I'm done with them. Now I could probably rock a mo-pad probably buy one to impress the ladies when I hit my mid-life crisis in a few years.
My dad lost his leg riding a cycle, tractor trailer pulled out in front of him as he was speeding, slid into the hub, he went one direction, his leg stayed with the hub. Had to amputate 3 times I think cause of infection. My parents were divorced so I didnt know him when all this was going on. I remember seeing him one time and his jean leg was tucked into his back pocket, that messed with me lol. Then one time he took a knife, and rammed it into his leg, and laughed telling me to pull it out of his leg lol. When he wound up getting a titanium alloy leg, he called himself Lt. Dan, and the Terminator lol. Even after losing his leg, he still got back on a bike later in life. My aunt still rode her bike til she was 68, and had to sell it needing the money.