When I got a teeny-weeny, very safe, 250 cc motorcycle, Scott began fussing about how I was going to wind up a splat on the concrete. After a few weeks of this, I let him ride once. He decided they weren't so dangerous after all and signed up for a safety course.
Part of the course involves learning how to use the front and back brakes effectively. One woman accelerated smoothly, passed the marker, braked firmly, and came to a stop. She smiled triumphantly at her successful braking. Then she fell over. She was so focused on braking that she forgot to put her foot down.
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Yeah Randomness!!!
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