The first time I ever rode on a motorbike, it was in Tulsa, OK, and
I was a pillion rider on a Harley Davidson! 
Scream... naaaaah!! Not only did I NOT scream, all the way, I was
grinning from ear to ear, like this ---> 
It was soooooo thrilling, I couldn't help giggling and grinning
broadly, just like a Cheshire cat!
But if I were to be a motorbike rider, I'd go get a scooter. A very
feminine design one. 
And must have that box thingy behind for me
to store stuff and lean on, so I won't feel so scared and
vulnerable! 
