I'll never forget a friend of a friend I had when living in Victoria who lost his leg in a motorcycle accident. The physical and emotional problems he had after were so hard to watch. I couldn't help but think if I was in his shoe, I'd be regretting that decision to get a bike every moment of every day for a long time. If I had a friend who died on a bike, I don't think it would have made as much an impression as living around that guy.
I also knew a girl who was dating a guy for a week, and he wrecked his bike with her on the back. She was in the hospital for six months with severe back and other injuries. It was a year of recovery after that before she could even get back to a half normal life. I just can't imagine how bad the guy must have felt.
I think I could deal with the risking my life part of it (at least before I had kids), but the risk of leaving yourself with some miserable injury for the rest of your life always kept me from even entertaining the idea of a motorcycle.
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