funny part about crashing the bike, i got scared about riding for a bit, then messed around on some GSR 50s that were kinda sketchy, and some 125s and such but didnt like them... then after my dad died, my stupid a$$ decided to take my moms 99 Harley FXR2 Custom down the road... if you dont know what an FXR2 is, its basically an Evo motor crammed into a Sportster frame (not actually a Sporty, but small size)... and i hammered on it like i do with dirt bikes... scared the crap out of myself... on the way back, since i wasnt used to the braking system on the big twin bikes, i hit the rear too hard and locked up the back tire and got squirley... and that was the last time i ever rode a bike with the exception of doing smoke shows on it in the garage...

dont have much interest in it anymore... and am actually worried about my brother...