“Have you finised already sir?”
“Well, yes.”
“Oh, you passed.”
“Right.”
“So you want to come in for your driving test tomorrow?”
“Possibly.”
So apparently you need to have a motorcycle license to drive a motorcycle in Texas. And insurance. Pah. What a con. The first part of the motorcycle test involves guessing the answers to sixteen questions on a multiple choice test in about 90 seconds. That part was easy.
The second part involves persuading one of your friends with a car and insurance to drive an examiner around behind you while you tootle around town. And the examiner will ask your friend to sound the horn in their car to indicate that you should turn. How ridiculous. I’d much rather see the examiner on the back of my bike with a bullhorn. But thems the breaks. How are they going to indicate they want me to perform an emergency stop? Are they going to urge my friend to overtake me, barge into my lane and yank their emergency brake to bring them broadsiding into my path?
Anyways, if anyone wants to volunteer to drive someone from the DPS around behind me later in the week for fifteen minutes, let me know. There will be random motorcycle rides to places of your choice once I become a legally authorised pilot. Thanks.