And it's not usually the fault of the people riding the motorcycles, it's the other people, or the design of the highway, or the road conditions.
|the Harley I rode on|
So, was I terrified. Yes. Did I love it. Yes. It felt so good to be on the back of that bike. And though I was all geared up and had a giant helmet on my head that made me feel like Darth Vader, I could actually still feel the breeze through it. It's actually very freeing to ride on the back of a motorcycle.
I can't wait to do it again. Don't tell my dad.