It all started one sunny April day with the purchase of my DRZ 125. Little did I know how addicted I would be to riding that damn bike.
On my first lesson I fell off twice (just extensive bruising to the legs due to the bike landing on top of me)and didn't make it out of 2nd gear. Clearly I'm not mechanically minded and don't take instruction well - but my teacher (you know who you are Mr Miyagi) was very patient, either that or he hid his despair very well, and by third lesson I had finally managed to change gear and stand up to go over the drain in the paddock.
Hopefully, one day, will make it out of the paddock and up to Woodhill to do some serious damage to myself.I love that damn bike
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