Originally Posted by
RoadRocket
When I was about 6 years old my uncle took me out for a ride on his brand new 500 AJS (yes I'm that old). I loosened my grip on his jacket when he pulled up at the traffic lights at the bottom of my road. When he accelerated away from the lights I shot off the back and and landed on my arse. I can remember the two blokes in the van behind me pissing themselves. That was my very first experience on a bike and the reason I hate riding either as a pillion or with one.