I had a little Honda Elite when I was 16. I remember I'd drive it to drivers ed each day in the summer. Flower pattern board shorts, wavy hair, smiths sun glasses, man I thought I was the shat. I pulled into the school parking lot one day and noticed a group of about 5 girls standing in front of the school. Figured I'd come in hot, pull the back brake and slide into my spot like a pro.
I pulled the front brake... Front tire slid out, and down I went. The girls came rushing over to see if I was ok. Embarrassed as hell, a little bloody, but I was fine.
I starting riding motorcycles when I was 3. I honestly can't figure out why I pulled the front brake, it's legit something I'd never do. I'm assuming I was still drunk from the night before, but still... idk. Young troop was a special troop.
