The family, and friends are kicking my azz over the idea of getting another bike.:spank:
Everyone in the family knew I had two bikes, but my mom. When she found out, she was very upset, but I got away with ,now's not the time.
Her only focus so far has been on getting me healthy.:cheer: , and she has only given me the, "I've all ways told you those thing are dangerous." line every now and then.
When I told her that I have my Ninja in the garage, she never said a word, and she has yet to ask what my plans are for it.
I'm trying to tell my love ones what I loved about ridding, and 75% keep coming back with "you could have been killed".
Everyone around me has showed so much love and support to me, and I would hate to put them threw this again.

, but bikes are in my soul, and a part of me would die if I don't get another bike. Every time I would hear a bike , would kill me slowly.
How do I get another bike, and not be a selfish bastard.
Help?