As I slowly made my way home, following my father's car, I noticed a lot of people on the sidewalk staring at me.
Wearing this tight black shirt, which showed off my muscles even more, combined with the black helmet, black gloves, and black motorcycle really drew attention.
As I passed a group of women, I noticed that some of them were smiling as they pointed at me.
This made me want to give the bike a little gas, which scared them a little, but made them smile even more.
Since my helmet was black and the visor was reflective, people couldn't tell what I was looking at, which was great.
Instead of going straight home, my dad stopped at a motorcycle shop and I bought another helmet.
I could have bought it at the store where I bought the bike, but I forgot.
I was so excited about the bike and riding it that I didn't think to buy another helmet.