Cindy, if you crash head-on at a high speed then you are probably fucked. The issue is if you start sliding or fish tailing and need to bail: you are supposed to push the machine away from you so that you don’t crush one of your legs or get tangle up in some of the very hot engine-y parts.
Andrew, won’t you get tossed around like a rag doll? This thing seems to have some sort of roll cage and I think I’d rather be rolling around in a steel cage than thrown into a wall or moving vehicle.
The only reason the belt is on there is so you won’t hit your head on the roll cage. The reality is getting hit head means your probably screwed anyway .But fishtail or get side-swiped and you will wish you didn’t have the seat belt. I promise you that.
I am getting an aquamarine tricycle with a fancy wide seat, a flower-covered basket, two horns (one that goes brrrinng, another that goes honk), fancy streamers on the handlebars, and a little bumper on the back for political stickers. I will ride it wearing my little girl cowboy hat and my turquoise patent leather cowboy boots.
Eat your hearts out, boys.
(And, hey, thanks, Andrew–that’s the explanation I needed.)
All I see here is a lot of bare flesh – generally that doesn’t react nicely with tarmac – the photo gave me the shudders for that reason alone.
The problem with a motorcycle that has been built to appear safe is that it encourages people to wear less clothes, like they might in a car. Collisions on a motorcycle generally mean hitting the floor – you need skin covered in my experience – I have the scars, I was young and foolish.
It looks cool, but I cannot imagine that a seatbelt on a two wheeled vehicle is ever a smart idea.
Please explain, Andrew–I know nothing about scooters.
Would you really want to be strapped into something that’s gonna crush your legs when it inevitably topples over after a fender bender?
Well, Dylan, that kind of begs the question–Do you really want to drive something that will invariably topple over after a fender bender?
I still don’t see how staying in the thing would be worse than being thrown from it. I guess I should stick to a tricycle.
Cindy, you need a fixed-gear bike with a bell and a basket.
Most tricycles have fixed gears, right?
Cindy, if you crash head-on at a high speed then you are probably fucked. The issue is if you start sliding or fish tailing and need to bail: you are supposed to push the machine away from you so that you don’t crush one of your legs or get tangle up in some of the very hot engine-y parts.
She never the saw the eighteen-wheeler that barreled through the intersection…
The point is, Cindy, if I am on a machine that can get tossed around like a rag doll at 50mph, then I don’t want to be attached to it when it does.
Andrew, won’t you get tossed around like a rag doll? This thing seems to have some sort of roll cage and I think I’d rather be rolling around in a steel cage than thrown into a wall or moving vehicle.
The only reason the belt is on there is so you won’t hit your head on the roll cage. The reality is getting hit head means your probably screwed anyway .But fishtail or get side-swiped and you will wish you didn’t have the seat belt. I promise you that.
I believe you Andrew. I’ll stay on my pedal powered machine and worried about car on bike violence.
I am getting an aquamarine tricycle with a fancy wide seat, a flower-covered basket, two horns (one that goes brrrinng, another that goes honk), fancy streamers on the handlebars, and a little bumper on the back for political stickers. I will ride it wearing my little girl cowboy hat and my turquoise patent leather cowboy boots.
Eat your hearts out, boys.
(And, hey, thanks, Andrew–that’s the explanation I needed.)
And nobody even mentioned the airbags. You start to go over or get hit and the whole thing blows up like a puffer fish.
All I see here is a lot of bare flesh – generally that doesn’t react nicely with tarmac – the photo gave me the shudders for that reason alone.
The problem with a motorcycle that has been built to appear safe is that it encourages people to wear less clothes, like they might in a car. Collisions on a motorcycle generally mean hitting the floor – you need skin covered in my experience – I have the scars, I was young and foolish.
It sure is pretty though.