I wanted a m/c all my life, but nooooo... Mom said flatly NO. Then my wife... NO! You have kids to support, etc., etc., etc. By the time I was 57 and divorced, I met a good-looking Gal riding a big Harley. i wanted to go out with her, but her demands were "If you want to go, you'll have to be on a m/c. Tuff demands, right? But I definitely wanted to go out with that gal.
So, I went down the next weekend and bought a well-used cop-bike. Not knowing how to ride it, I asked her to ride it home for me. That she did, in the pouring down rain no less.
If you think I jumped on the bike then, you'd be wrong. First thing I did was completely go through the bike, replacing every worn part. That effort, taking me about 4 months, that knowledge and experience proved very valuable to me many times over in the future. Once I had a completely renewed bike including changing the cop features, including changing the red/blue emergency lights, I got on my 'new' bike and learned to ride.
I immediately took a couple of m/c riding classes, then soon after the Advanced Police M/C riding class. Now I was ready to go riding with that good-looking lady. She and I hit it off like you wouldn't believe. We went riding every spare second, totally well over 200,000 miles over the next 20+ years.
I had to put my riding days behind me due to health reasons. Yep- 29 years later, we're still together. but the memories are forever, as is my love for that Harley-Riding lady.