Originally Posted by twinrider
I did the same thing, only I was 15 -- even then I knew it was better to beg for forgiveness than ask permission
Bike was a '72 CB450. First two times I took it out I had no permit, and damned if I didn't get pulled over each time.
Ditto here, except it was a '78 Kawasaki KE125. Bought it in the summer of '82 when mom was at work and she caved when she came home. Have to say that to this day I remember the simultaneous exhilaration and fear I experience when I first rode it.
The guy I bought it from brought it over in his truck, unloaded it then started it up for me. He showed me where the throttle, clutch, shifter and brakes were then proceeded to take my hard-earned bagboy money and handed me my new title.
Took about an hour and three or four falls to figure out how to ride the thing.
No one I know that rides "started" after 30. They all rode at least a cousin's friend's brother's Suwakondaha TrailPeeWeeZing50 something or other and I think it stuck with most of them.