So I'm watching the Lexus commercial with the dude driving on the bridge that drives past the hot blond in red and stops to pick up the next gorgeous dark haired broad.
When I was 16, I was driving my off-road bike, well, off road. But I was only in a small area girded by encroachment of the developing area. Back in '67 when my parents moved to the suburbs, it was nearly the country. To get to the area I was riding in, I had to drive pseudo off road (the same area only 2 years before was literally an awesome forest, only to be destroyed to build the rest of the burgeoning community) to a real busy street or two and then boom! I was in the area that I loved zipping around in.
So this one day, I'm driving after supper around 7ish in this area and what do I see on the trail? I'll tell you. A girl around my age. So I stop and turn off the motor and this girl who I never met asks me if I can give her a lift to the Fairview Cinema. Of course I said yes and this pretty girl throws her leg over the seat and plants herself right up against me with her arms snugly around my waist and off we went....all maybe 1 minute of it but I gotta tell ya, it was divine.
Today of course I drive the sexiest fastest nastiest sounding street legal race bike that gets the brazen sexpots waving me down. Motorcycles, as they were in the time of the beginning are the funnest toy/panty remover ever made. I thank my father for getting into dirt-biking!
I've added for your viewing pleasure what I owned then, a 1970 Bultaco Matador and my current ride, a Yamaha YZF R1.
