Motorcycle Lessons


I've wanted a motorcycle for a long time and now that I no longer have my car (I sold it), I decided it was time to start working on getting my motorcycle license. After all sorts of fiascos at NY DMV, I finally finagelled myself a motorcycle learner's permit and started taking lessons at a driving school in Brooklyn.

This is the bike I've been riding. It's a 250cc Honda Rebel.
This is my instructor Danny. He's the fucking shit.
me
You know, I always imagined I'd look like a badass on a motorcycle...but that's because when I'd imagined it I wasn't wearing a lime green, sparkly helmet. Look out ladies!
This photo's called "Taking A Picture While Driving a Motorcycle." Make sure you spend some time appreciating it as it almost cost me my life to take it.
This time I managed to get the bike back in one piece (I had a teeeeny leeetle mishap during my 2nd lesson) and Danny felt that I'm driving well enough that he scheduled me for my road test (on May 23rd). If I pass that, I'll get my license and then I'm planning on buying my own bike. Shhhhh! Don't tell my mom