My first ride on a trail bike involved coming to rest on a fence post.
I don't know if you remember it, but that feeling of, "hey look I'm doing it", got overwhelmed in a series of panics about how to turn, brake - pushbikes didn't help here - both handle bar levers were brakes and the front brake was the LEFT lever on my pushie, changing gear, wow this is fast, aaagh, fence post, crump........
Much laughter from my mates.
It's easy to leap to the conclusion this kid knew how to ride. Maybe it was his first time on a motorised bicycle.
It pays not to make assumptions about anything written about motorcycles in the NZ media. They don't know, don't care, and assume the rider was a hairy lout who deserved it.
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