Bikes....
I've owned many and loved them all. I think there is a "time" that the fun or excitement then takes a back seat to other, more pressing, issues.
In the 60s they were just starting and man I wanted one just didn't have the money. Then went through a Cushman "scooter" as my first entry and after that a lot of them.
Talking about "go fast"; Honda CB 305, then a CL? 350 (raised exhaust). Talking go fast; in the late 60s I was visiting with the owner of a motorcycle dealership thinking about a different bike. He had just received a Kawasaki 500 triple. Had me sit on the back and go for a ride. We spent most of the time on one wheel as that thing was a rocket....so I bought it.
- then a Triumph Trident 750 triple and on.... Drove lots of them over 100mph and never worried about it but I didn't do "city" driving or dodge folks; I lived in the country. So decided to buy some little "dirt" bikes;
Bought a little 185cc "enduro" bike to go play with. Did that and took it to the river with some friends (he had the Honda enduro 350). Having a great time; driving maybe 10mph on those river side roads and "whap"; hit a rock or something that knocked the front tire sideways and sent me headfirst to the ground, unfortunately a big flat slab of caliche. Almost died after 19 skull fractures and much more. "Got back on the horse" with a Yamaha 400 off road bike and started competitive off roading so I would "feel at home".
Long story, kept road bikes and my play bikes for a while but after a while I didn't trust highway driving with the way folks are changing and off road was leaving DW "waiting" for me somewhere.
I love(d) the bikes and all the freedom, smell etc. they provide. I just got to the point that wasn't going to put DW or myself in a place that could harm us. Loved that Triumph....