I rode a two wheeler as a kid.
It was going a little slower than a bicycle 😂
It was worth it because riding it increased my strength so that I could carry a regular bike with one hand (even as a kid).
It was an old Tomos motorbike.
And the last time I sat on the motocycle, MZ ETZ 250... My brother was driving me, he gave a strong gas, we started suddenly and I hit the basket behind with my back. I immediately got off the bike and never got on one again.
Since then, on two wheels I've only ridden bicycles... Or four-wheelers.
For that reason, I found the previous post much more interesting, although the pictures of these engines are beautiful, even though I'm not a fan of them.
Huh, it looks like those motorcycle accidents stick to our memory very well... I do understand the pros, wind in the hair (not when you are older and do not have too much... like myself... hahahah), the "connection" with the road, etc., but still, I do appreciate more 4-wheels...
Just saw your post with those great photos! 🙂
There is something "mysterious" about bikes... Even if we maybe don't want to ride them, we can still enjoy in the views... 😃
I open two windows and there is the wind in my hair 😀