I put My wife on my Daughter's 50... Large flat area, Bike still had the traininhg wheels on it.
Auto clutch the whole 9... She promptly ran into the only Rock (about 3ft. in Dia.) within easily 200 sq yards.
(my Daughter was 4, I didn't want her to have a bad time as this would probably be a deciding factor as to whom I would ride with after my boys moved on)
Directly after running dead center of this small boulder, she stands up, turns around, turns the throttle open to the throttle stop and yells what's wrong with this thing... The boys are Yellin "MOMMa Let go! Let go of the Gas!!"
What? What's wrong with this thing are you trying to Kill Me?!
Well If I wasn't a church go'er... the thought has crossed my mind a time or two in the past 21 yrs...
But I digress...
We get her straightened out and then she rides right into a telephone pole...THE ONLY TELEPHONE POLE...
That's it. You're Done--- Do NOT Under any circumstances Touch any power equipment. No Motorcycles,
NO LawnMowers, Weedwhackers God Forbid my Chainsaws I don't even want you to use the Blender!..
So, No...If I can't get a riding buddy I have to plonk around on my own. Well, I do Always have My Co-Pilot...
Tuck\o/