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My love of motorcycles began as a teenager when I received a dirt bike for my fourteenth birthday. It was a glorious day and I was so excited to finally have my own motorcycle. My neighbor and best friend Glen already had a nice motocross bike, so we began riding together. When I started riding it was difficult to get used to shifting gears and braking in a smooth manner. After a day of trying, I lay in my bed that night thinking about it. I went through the motions of shifting gears and braking with my hands and feet. I practiced in my mind about doing it over and over until I mentally had it. I would try again the next day. The next day couldn’t come soon enough, but finally it arrived and Glen and I headed out again to conquer the world. For some reason, my thought process night before paid off. It was like I had been riding for years. The next step was keeping control and gaining confidence; that came with more time and experience. We quickly became skilled and experienced riders. We were jumping huge hills near the lake and feeling the wind on our face. I don’t know how to explain it, but there is a sense of freedom and excitement while riding motorcycles that I have never experienced with anything else. I've had many motorcycles over the years and my taste in bikes kept getting more expensive. I switched from dirt bikes to street bikes in my early twenties and bought my first used Harley-Davidson low rider with a jet black paint job. I rode this bike for years

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