Having engaged in both activities, I can tell you the moto has significantly more grip. Both moto riders in this video suck hard and are meandering all over the place. Neither picks the right line once.

That be me! What a beautiful blue!

Bicycling is not dangerous. I’ve been riding adult sized bicycles on the streets of the chicagoland area since 1982. I am about to do so again right after I type this out.

There are simple things that need to be learned before doing so to not get killed. Things the current crop of 20 somethings probably didn’t learn…

And as I told my girlfriend when I went to race Pikes Peak. “If I die on the mountain, don’t say “Well at least he died doing what he loved”. I do not love falling off the side of a mountain...

at Goodwood?

All the boys in green fix the caaaaaaaar

I’m going to blame Romulans. Whenever shady things seem to be happening in the shadows, it’s usually Romulans.

The interior is shit, but I actually still kind of like the exterior of these.

So long as that custom shop is putting in a cage, fire suppression system, and racing seat... No, it's just fine.

There should be a Zero Fucks Given car show across the street at the same time next year with ratted out jalopies and people who built them. Tickets are $2.50 and come with a free can of Tecate. I’d go to that show.

These are performance bikes. Meant to race, not win distance wars.

So Sean got canned for Loud Pipes Harley Guy. Bro, you are doing it wrong.

The Alta’s are in a different class. They’re race ready.

Sound can be an important safety measure, yes. But pipes loud enough to effectively advertise your presence on an interstate highway are absolutely obnoxious around town. People a mile away don’t need, want, or deserve to hear you accelerate from an intersection.

Making a bike that weighs 260ish not 400 ish lbs

The idea that you’ll be heard before seen isn’t a very good one. I commute Bay Area traffic via motorcycle every day, and those of the exorbitant brapping persuasion still manage to scare the crap out of me when they roll up from behind.

Speaking as a motorcyclist, this must have been the ultimate way to go: On your own machinery, going faster than anyone else and with your boots on. And - at age - 73, old enough to have lived a full life.