20 years ago I bought my Honda Nighthawk, had 2 young sons who went to the bike shop with me and I told them that when they got old enough they could learn to ride on Mommy's bike. And 1 of them did, and also laid it down more than once and managed to run it out of oil, ruining the motor.
Now, once again, I have bought a motorcycle, same engine and transmission as that Nighthawk, different frame, and those 2 sons are still around. But this time, they are adults and if they take the state motorcycle safety class, get their license, I will let 1 of them ride the new bike, but not for long and not often.
Figure if people want to ride motorcycles, people should buy and support motorcycles, not part of the 'mom job' when the sons are adults. I am paying for the bike, and the parts, the insurance and I am doing the work on this bike, do not want or need sons or others to help or meddle.
I did take that safety course and my paperwork should be here in 2 weeks and not only does it get me the legal stuff, it also gets me 15% discount on my bike insurance.
And after some work, I have the bike running, rough in lower gears but that is a start. Next is a new air filter and some tweaking on the carb.
And the keys to both my scooter and my bike go to work with me, truck is here for Jake to use while his jeep is in the shop, Ben is just visiting and has no vehicle privilege in this house.
I am not too old or too crippled for a small motorcycle, and I am not too old to appreciate what my working can buy. Like my life most of the time, like living alone but don't object to Jake living here, Ben is just visiting and it has been long enough, he needs to go, no idea where he is staying but at 28, he is an adult and needs to be responsible for his own life, and not have Mommy taking care of, supporting him.
And, no, he cannot ride my bikes, he can get a job and figure out how to buy his own.
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