My bike is not fancy or sexy compared to the modern sports bike (Well DUH!). Many times I was embarassed when other motorcyclists asked me what I ride. I reply "A YB125 1987" and they would go "Aah riiiight....". I'm not a mind reader but I think I can tell they are thinking "I don't know that bike...".
Well today I took my little 125 to church. Many people there ofcourse, and crowded sometimes. A usual place where many people would turn their heads if there's something interesting i.e. a fancy motorcycle. Well what kind of a wanker would ride straight down the driveway on a crappy 125 and show off? So I took the footpath and parked it at the back where no one can see. If I had a very nice sportsbike, I'd storm the driveway. Not a problem.
After the service I sneaked to the back to get to my bike, avoiding teenagers and adults who would love to say "I knew you were a biker but wow you are riding a junk?"
But then a little kid came over and spotted me.
His jaws droppedand exclaimed "Whoah! A MOTORBIKE! THATS A MOTORBIKE! KOOOOOL!!" So I smiled back saying "Thanks!".
That moment I realised, for them kids, who needs a fancy "Ninja" or a "Honda" to show off? Kids don't care if you ride a K1200S or a 1098. All they know is either you ride or don't ride. In another words, you are either cool or not cool.
I felt cool for the first time in Christchurch. Funny how a little kid made me feel proud.
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