Two motorcycle stories:
They’re resurfacing Memorial Drive in Cambridge, and at 35 miles an hour I hit the line between the resurfacing-in-progress and the old road. There was a bump up, maybe an inch or two, sharp corner. I felt the front wheel land a lot sooner than the back wheel. Absolutely terrifying.
But then someone on a Honda Interceptor nodded at me, so that was cool. I like Hondas. I like some of the Suzuki bikes, too– the sportbikes that don’t look all overdone– but I don’t know if I could ride anything that wasn’t a Honda. Their original slogan for US sales was “You meet the nicest people on a Honda.”
And today on the way to work, thinking “oh man, the season has got to be over, it is cold cold cold” there was a whole group of kindergardeners, holding on to a rope and being led by a teacher, that saw me and started pointing and saying ‘motorcycle! motorcycle!’ and I waved, and they waved back. It was pretty cute.
Secretly Ironic 
Does a scooter let you do the same thing you can do in a bike, where you push the bike down, then make it “jump” to make bumps smoother?
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