I've been out on my bike a few times now.
I'm happy to report its going better. Not so close to a panic attack, I even put on about 30 miles and got it up to 55 last weekend.
This bike is much bigger than it looks with my ass on it - it weighs 780 pounds.
Erika had been riding with Roger so I decided to let her try it out. I had just had her in the parking lot with the Z talking about how to use a clutch - so I thought we had a shot.
It ended badly. She will go down as the first to lay the bike down, but we had her in the grass and she didn't hurt anything. She only got about 10 feet. It's not so easy for us remedial students.