Since the age of 5 I have been riding. I started out on a tiny little, automatic 50cc Honda, rolling around on my parents farm in West Virginia. Back then my sister and I, being the children of hippy German/Iranian homesteaders, used to wear lederhosen with suspenders. Our dad would hold those suspenders and steady us as we rode circles around the yard. I recall having a bit of a hard time differentiating between the brake from the throttle...
