In November/December of 2004 I thought how much fun it would be for my boy to have a motorcycle as his first vehicle. He would be 15 in Febuary and a year after that could get a permit. I remembered being that age and I know I would have loved something like that. Getting an older bike on the cheap meant he could have more than a glorified moped. With a year to fix any problems, we had plenty of time.
After quite a bit of research into good "first-timer" bikes I decided on the VF500F. Small enough that I could convice his mom it wasn't too dangerous and quick enough that he would have a blast. In March of 2005 I won an ebay bid on an '86 VF500F for $630 that needed work but was all there except for the chin-scoop...in Atlanta but no problem—ex-truckers don't percieve distance as a barrier.
Once we got it back I kicked it over with a battery borrowed from another bike and it ran exceedingly rough but did start. At this point I asked my boy to help tear it down and fix it—this was part of the deal we had made to get it for him—but it never happened. And his interest in riding bikes or even learning to drive never really kicked in until his senior year...when he was near 300lbs and just too big for it now.
Now, almost six years later, I have decided to fix it up for myself. My interest in biking is expanding and I have some ideas on what I would like to do here.