I am sure your son’s Interests will change and develop. Even at my age I find myself trying and learning new things. Sometimes I have tried something and then found something else to try. However, that has all become useful recently and the next project is replacing the kitchen cabinet doors and drawers. I wish I was young again as I missed opportunities to learn.
Ok this One is over. Gave him keys and saw a HUGE smile and hapiness in his eyes First drive was good (no accidents) Now it's up to him: customizations,repairs,drivers licence etc. Interest is big, he Can not wait to go to garage to do something with it.
I am happy!
Thanks all for watching this thread and keeping up with me, cheers
It is nice to see the final result and thanks for sharing. I have to admit that I have been getting a lot of enjoyment and pleasure watching projects progress to completion like this. It gives me the encouragement and confidence to try new things and learn new skills too. There is a lot of satisfaction in either repairing or rejuvenating a item rather than buying something new.
I took my son on the back of my cbr600 some 20 years ago and he has vowed to never get on a m/c again, ever. I could feel his fear by the way he had the side of his face against my back and the grip of his arms around me tightening. I wasnt even going fast but it seemed like it to him because he was looking to the side so you get the illusion of going faster than you actually are. I was only going 30mph (48kph) but still feel a little bit guilty
about it. The one good thing is, I know he is not going to get killed on one
My first time was at school on a moped thing and had no idea you stopped it like a bicycle. The second and third times were as a passenger.
The second time my friend was about 5 foot and I am 6’2” and even though I was really slim then () and probably the same a Riz above, it felt as though we were going really fast but there was no way I was leaving to to physics and gravity going around corners - I wasn’t going to lean over, ever. I think that made it quite exciting for him too at corners.
The third time, I was on the back again. I think he was trying to scare me which he did. He floored it, the front wheel came up and I was dumped off on to the road and he shot off doing a wheelie.
Never been on a motorcycle since. Still proud that I didn’t shart myself on either occasion.