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Re: Hey im new to here and bikes, just saying hi and what do you think of this
Are you planning on putting a down payment on the bike? If you are, that may be enough money already to buy yourself an older used bike. With as small of a town that you live in, it will be much harder for you to get yourself into trouble as in a city. I would suggest looking something aroung the 500cc range, along the lines of like the nighthawk or 500ninja, these bikes are the most forgiving, and why they are the most common bikes you will see at a motorcycle safety course. Unfortunately you are probably not going to have any MSF courses close to you, and although I hate to say it, you will not need the class as much as a person learning to ride in a city, a small town or open country is a much more gentle environment to learn in. In the long run it still will probably be beneficial for you to take the class, even after you have a very good feel for the bike, because it can help you become better suited for real to life dangers you face very often in town.
I think your best bet would be to find a used older bike still in good condition in the classifieds at the nearest big city, and try to get a really good price for it. After you are done learning to ride on the bike, you can always just sell it again and have virtually no out of pocket cost for it. Plus if you drop it or it gets damaged somehow, it is much cheaper to repair than a brand new bike.
If you have any friends or family that knows how to ride a motorcycle, ask them if they could help you go through the process of not only riding the bike, but choosing one that is good for you to start on. Experience counts for so very much on motorcycles, its very wise to listen to those who have already been there.
Good luck with getting a bike, and if you have any more questions please feel free to ask.
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......or if your a loser who drives a Civic with a type R sticker, racing stripes, blasting really bad rap music through your suburban area with your pretentious "I’m 21 but I’m still in high school girlfriend" while driving with your hand up on the top of the steering wheel exposing your underdeveloped pasty white vitamin deficient arm and wearing your backwards BS upside down visor hat while feeling the tacky as a "Florida vacation" single diamond earring in your ear, If you are this person...with any luck the sun in its precise celestial positioning as you putter on by...will reflect its scorching rays into your earring, bouncing intensely in your rearview, and finally making contact with your eyes through the thin cheap lense of $5 gas station Oakley rip off glasses.. then burning your retnal cones into smoldering melting gobs of ocular material as you are blinded by the purest form of energy in our known universe, and as you scream no one can help or hear you because they don’t know what’s going on since the weed whacker sound of your shitty tiny little muffler which makes the Civic sound like a 747 rages on underneath making everyone turn at disgust and comment to thier husbands or wives how much of a dickweed you are by attaching that automotive abnormality to your stock economical daily driver engineered by Japanese Automotive specialists to fit the needs for entry level business workers in their early 30's, however your pathetic looking $11,000 car which you want to look like a friggin spaceship with redundant ground effects is now out of control since you are blinded, and as your car plunges off the side of a cliff while you scream in the purest form of terror while knowing you have lived a horrid excuse for a life, by doing the bare minimum in every facet of existence, while getting fired from one pathetic job to another, the majority of your time spent slacking smoking dope, getting kicked out of school, polishing your "game" on sweet innocent underage girls you eventually 'de flower' through exhaustive yet succesful attempts to get the date rapist drugs you have stashed in the glove compartment, into your poor victims drinks while offering them to take the "Pepsi Challenge" while making your mother hate you, and your poor father who wishes he had a daughter instead of your pathetic ass, since a girl would be more of a man than you ever were, like the occasion when you were hit in the arm by a wild pitch in little league, then you cried like a fat kid who dropped his ice cream cone, I'm already envisioning you impacting the rocks below, in a spectacular fireball ignited from the residue hairspray from your girlfriend plastered in the fabric passenger seat, blinded by your earring, deafened by the loud "Bling Blingin", and I will smile and roll around on the ground in orgasmic delight while you are consumed by flames whose intense heat and fury will liquefy your bone marrow that I will use to make jelly beans out of and eat them happily at your funeral as midgets dressed like Alex 6005321 from "A Clockwork Orange" dance around your coffin to loud industrial style techno music and strobe lights, and I will sleep soundly at night knowing another successful conquest of Darwinism has been attained.
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