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My Dad got a Motorcycle when I was a teen, and I'd "sneak" it out and ride it. It was so fucking fun. He would tell me that he'd help me save up for a bike if I wanted one, but I couldn't have his. He only told me he didn't think I'd ever want to ride it. I didn't get it, but he assured me I'd understand someday.
He died a few months later. He knew it was coming for a few years, but didn't want me to know. I sold the bike.