When I was a teen on a Vespa / Lambretta / variety of small scooters I used to pillion a friends. One was hopeless - he'd lurch about trying to control the bike. For small bikes with the engine over the rear wheel this was not a good idea. He nearly binned us several times, and each we had a shouting match after when he promised to change. He never did. Later I had a Suzuki TSX dirt bike which was much more stable, and he almost binned us on that too. (Yes, I know I promised to ban him, but I believed him each time and he didn't have transport ... we've all got some mates who are knobends).
Missus and I have done RRRS with her as pillion and she has learned to be a great pillion on that. Hopefully we'll never bin together.
Motorcycle songlist:
Best blast soundtrack:Born to be wild (Steppenwolf)
Best sunny ride: Runnin' down a dream (Tom Petty)
Don't want to hear ...: Slip, slidin' away, Caught by the Fuzz or Bam Thwok!(Paul Simon/Supergrass/The Pixies)
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