My uncle used to toss me up onto his tank when I was 3, it started a life long love. I don't know whether it chose me or I chose it...either way, I think it was fate.

I was raised at a VERY young age to hold onto the gas cap!:-)

It picked me, picked me, picked me...

I believe my first ride on a motorcycle was when I was 6 months old, held up and cruised around town by gramps. I grew up in an interesting little town with many different subcultures though it looked like Mayberry. I was surrounded by riders in the family gramps, dad, unckles, cousins so it wasn't odd to be out riding with them. Then well I grew up and wanted my own they laughed at me however the boyfriend at the time who rode didn't laugh. He gave me the lowdown and off I went. He being a patch holder I didn't ride too often only when he was too drunk which ended up being more than the norm than not. Though I out grew him I didn't out grow the love of his 77 cafe' racer, so I set out to buy me one of them there HDs. I don't think there has ever been a man in my life with out a bike or knowledge of, and really I can't remember if I drove first or rode first. So I be thinking this has always been this way. have agreat one "T"

I'd have to go with it picked me.

When I was a little girl I would watch the motorcycles race up the street I lived on... I knew then that I was going to do that...So I guess I picked it.

Always was a boater.......wind in the face so guess it was meant to be!

My first memory of existence on the planet was me throwing my leg over a plastic orange push motorcycle. I was just under 3 years old my parents say. Been on bikes from that day on.

Born with an adventurous spirit screaming to get out to experience life fully on a daily basis, my 'fix' has had a hold on me since I could remember ............. even more euphoric from a biker's seat!!! Loved seeing bikers on the road when my dad use to take us on our 'budget' vacations, he loved to explore so couldn't wait to ride and to own my own bike (s) ~ Now at 51 (52 next month, YAY!), state of mind is "I have more years behind me than ahead of me so RIDE!" ~ WOOOHOO!!

If I "choose the 'Biker" lifestyle" do I have to wear a**less chaps?

I think I would look great in them & they would probably turn on the wife but I promised my mother I never would.

been around bikes and riding as long as i can remember.