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weekend motorcycle classes

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I signed up for weekend motorcycle classes after years of just dreaming about riding. The first Saturday morning was intimidating—gearing up in the parking lot, fumbling with the clutch. But by Sunday afternoon, I was gliding through the cones, feeling the bike respond to my weight shifts. The instructors were patient, breaking down each maneuver until it clicked. Now I finally understand that satisfying rumble between my legs.