helmet anyone?

I hate to agree with anyone on this site but I don't consider my BIKE a motorcycle. I never rode a motorcycle (and I have ridden a few myself son) that was so freaky and hard to ride. To me this darn thing is a lot more challenging than any motorcycle i ever owned or rode. That is probably why I like it. It isn't about speed, it's about keeping it upright when you hit that damn manhole cover.

If you want to get home in one piece you better not be worrying about the mortgage.

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No helmet here.Too big a hassle.Of course I always thought it will probably be laziness that did me in.But hey,at a time where they make little leaguers wear face masks in the outfield somebody has to stand up for a little risk taking.Besides I think helmets may detract slightly from the babe appeal.Yea right.Ron

Yea, no helmet, cool shades, spandex, get the gut sucked waaay in. I'm a real babe magnet on my motorized bicycle..............

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I know it's a bike with an engine not a motorcycle, but I just don't want to be illegitimate.

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a helmet breaking your neck? if so I would have filed a lawsuit against the helmet company.

wtf pablo? you drive a bike with a motor on it, B!....it is a legitimate bike with a motor on it, how about that?

yeh these legit cruisers must be attracting some mad honeys for all you studs without helmets.

Well, I grew up playing Evil Knievil in the 70's with no helmet and I think I turned out alright...

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My motorized bike is a "Babe deterant" and Mrs. Joe likes it that way....

Sue a helmet manufacture? Nah, I'm not the suing type. I was running from the cops, ripped out of my gourd and flew over a hill sooo fast the bike became airborn, missed the stop sign and planted me and the bike against a tree. I deserved it.

It was the sudden stop that broke my neck, not the helmet.

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bikeguy joe and likebikie are not bald like me. i have to protect this shinny noggin

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Unlike the rest of you misguided people, I had my motorcycle accident while running along at 50mph on a country rode in South Carolina. I had taken my bike on a thousand mile trip and was struggling to get home.

I stopped for breakfast in a South Carolina dinner, it was 1969 and I was just 2 years back from my Asian vacation. This overweight SC sheriff came in and asked whose motorsykle (rhymes with pickle) that was in the parking lot. I was sitting at the counter with my arm resting on the full face bell helmet. I knew I was going to have a hard time denying it.

"It's mine," I said. I tossed some money on the counter and he followed me outside. He explained that most of the drugs in SC came through Atlanta ga where I had come from. (He asked where I had been and I told him). He must have thought he had Peter Fonda cause he had me unroll my sleeping bag and empty my water bottle ect.

When he didn't find anything, he suggested I get the **** out of SC. I had no problem agreeing. I was on that country rode stroking for home when I looked back to be sure I was alone. that one second with my eyes off the road was all it took. I found myself on the shoulder in a split second.

At that time in SC they plowed the shoulders into furrows. At fifty miles an hour on a hastily packed, out of balance bike, the furrows just tossed me and the bike around for a couple of seconds, then it separated me from the bike. Unfortunately I went forward and the damn bike (I always knew it hated me) ran over me. That wasn't enough for the spiteful bastard it fell on me as well.

Thank God the hot muffler was on the other side. I managed to get out from under it with only a lot of bruises and a twisted knee and ankle. By your standards guys it wasn't much of an accident, I didn't get to the emergency room, but I did get to know first hand what my doctor meant, when he said, "Ride that thing long enough and it will kill you."

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im with cruiser, my dome will get burnt without some protection...