Mizz Bonez Moto

After work night ride

Been riding the bike to work a lot lately. Getting colder at night 🥶

The bike has done my body good 🌜

What's it like to be an autistic rider?
I'm sure for every autistic person it's different, but I'd like to share my experience as an autistic rider.

The biggest battle I have faced is actually other people, a lot of people don't understand how autism works and how it can be different for every autistic person. I have had more people discourage me away from motorcycles than I have people encouraging me because and I quote "this sport will be too much for you"

I can understand the concerns people may have when it comes to autistic people and motorcycles, however when you meet an autistic person you have only met THAT autistic person. what may be overwhelming to one autistic person, another autistic person could be completely fine with.

Am I somebody who gets over stimulated when my hands get dirty? Yes. Do my hands get dirty while working on my bike? Yes. But I just carry wet wipes with me so I can immediately clean them when this happens. While most people can wait till they get back in their house to wash their hands, I have to make an extra step to carry wet wipes with me, in order to accommodate that overstimulation that can happen. Because I have to make the extra step does that mean that the sport is too much for me? No. I'm willing to make that extra step bc I love motorcycles and actually provides me practice for handling my sensory sensitivity.

When I'm riding, I will stim. Several people have been connected to my cardo and have listened to the noise effects I will make with my mouth while I ride. something I didn't even know I did until others made me aware. Fun fact I quack anytime I duck walk the bike 🤣.

The only thing I have found overwhelming with the bike is the amount of people who want to flood information at me or put on to me why they ride and if I don't ride for the same reasons I am less than, when I already struggle being seen as less than because of my mental disabilities.

I've had meltdowns caused by not the bike or riding itself, but rather because of overbearing personalities of people who have overstimulated and over wellemd me bc they wouldn't respect my boundaries. Cut those people off and continue my journey, which has caused drama and the drama I find to be very overstimulating, but that is in any situation not just bikes. So the overstimulation in the meltdowns I have had during my bike journey, have not been caused by the bike or riding itself but rather the people I've met during the journey.

But riding the bike. Learning the mechanics. Dealing with getting dirty sometimes, are all things while challenging bc of how my brain works, are not at all too much and rather has become rewarding desensitization therapy (which I know has controversy in the autistic world but I believe done in healthy amounts and done with something the autistic person enjoys can be beneficial to the autistic person learning to become desensitized so that way they can function in society better which is unfortunate that it's something that we have to learn and practice that normal people can do automatically)

Always ride your own ride. So many different people ride for different reasons. Some people want to be track stars, the best, the fastest, the hardest lean. Some people want to run from cops and chase adrenaline. Some people just want to cruise and enjoy the wind. Some people want to dress up and make others smile. Some people want to feel Superior than others, some people are just feeding their egos. Some people are broke can afford a bike but not a car. Some people live in crowded cities, where transportation on a bike is easier. Some people were told because of their mental disabilities that they couldn't do this sport so they're out there proving it to themselves that they can (⬅️me) at the end of the day we all have our reasons to ride. And we already have battles to face with people who hate two wheels entirely, cagers, Karens, cops who hate bikers and more .... It blows my mind that a community can pick on each other when there's already so many people outside of the community giving us so much crap.
Ride your own ride. If people are hating and engaging then monetize that sh*t and make money off of it. Personally I'm more than happy to let haters pay for more bikes 😘

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Never posted this but what my bike looks like with her plastics off. This is from when I installed my LEDs on my engine.

Another beautiful day to take the bike to work.

Beautiful day to take your bike to work.

Just a PSA repost: for those that don't know, my introduction to my local sport bike community was less to be desired, I was scammed out of a lot of money by someone who posed as a professional, that also taught me a bunch of wrong things that I had to spend months unlearning. I've been bullied and a target of harassment, slander and libel. I've summed this up to egos. This has caused me to have a pretty jaded approach in order to protect myself when I meet new people in the community. That being said I have found the people I trust.

When I had problems In the beginning with my throttle control because of my rheumatoid arthritis, and when I would ask for advice about this most everyone told me that "you just have to get used to it" "you're death gripping"(I wasn't) and over all just dismissing the issue I was actually trying to ask for advice about, people didn't seem to understand that if you wouldn't help me with the thing I'm asking for advice about why would I take advice that I'm not asking for, it really felt like no one was listening.... I asked someone and FINALLY he gave me a link to a throttle assist that's made to help with these exact things, a literal $15 dollar attachment for my bike and my riding improved 80% INSTANTLY! Bc he actually listened to me and the problems I was having and gave me SOLID advice I was actually seeking.

Jon Agnew who is a bike mechanic I was introduced to by a mutual friend who thought we would make a good pair (he was right) Jon has really taken me under his wing, I knew instantly he could be trusted with my bike when meeting him for the first time at a gas station bc of a small idiosyncrasy, that I see every true mechanic having common. Jon never once flooded me with information, but rather took a flashlight over my bike making sure I was safe (everything where it's supposed to be) before I even knew that's what he was doing. I asked him about installing the crash cage on my bike and that week he came over to do just that, during that time he also found my chain loose and tightened and cleaned it for me while teaching me how to check it. being a new rider I'm still learning how to maintenance and work on my bike, Jon has kept an eye over my shoulder and taught me things as they've come up, not only giving me knowledge and experience, but doing it in a way that's not overwhelming to my autistic brain.

You know how many people out of all the people that were trying to give me advice, and getting mad that I wouldn't take their device when they were dismissing me about my arthritis, checked my chain? None of them .... Not a one. Jon is the only one who thought "new rider? Let me make sure her bike is good first before offering any other advice" and THATS what made me trust Jon bc he proved that he cared about me as a new rider and being safe, when everyone else just felt like ego trips of guys wanting to teach the new girl, water hose information at her, and not really having my best interest in mind.

It was overwhelming for me and I didn't appreciate being gaslit by local riders because I set boundaries wanting to be careful of who I learned from and trusted, after already learning the hard way. I don't think it's unreasonable for me to want to have trust and actually know the people I'm taking advice from.
So just know Jons got me. So don't get offended if I shut advice down. Like I said I already learned the hard way and it's not personal.

And of course Bob Edens who hasn't ridden bikes since the 80s and not a sport bike, but he did help me relearn the basics of everything I was taught wrong, and would drive his van behind me while he coached me over the phone connected to my helmet intercom.

Edit: we returned to the curve, studied it and what happened. what I had was likely a head shake not a death wobble (feels the same when you're riding) and the recommended remedy for it is to apply throttle which is why applying throttle worked the way it did.

Last night on my way home from work I experienced a death wobble for the first time. Hit a switch back S curve a lil too fast and it had a ton of wavey bumps in the payment, it triggered a death wobble through the whole curve. I ended up all over both sides of the road, how I didn't go off the road is nothing short of dumb luck. As soon as the road straighted I took Jon Agnew advice for death wobbles and gave it more gas, sure enough it straighted out, that's the closest I've come to thinking I was going to crash.

Chain maintenance.

Big thank you to Jon Agnew for taking me to my first ever bike week.

Yuki doing her job yesterday as 2nd mode of transportation and picking up Chidori some coolant. Sisterly love 🏍️🏎️💜

On Monday I took Chidori up to the tail in order to assist in the search for Ken. It was her first time on the tail and while we only drove to the base as she isn't ready for the climb I'm super proud of how far my first rebuild has come. I bought this car with blown head gaskets and the entire engine and transmission had to be rebuilt. She became my little project and I've learned so much about working on cars having this lil neon. One of the many reasons I bought my bike was to prolong my car's life by having a 2nd mode of transportation, I've put my heart and soul into this car.

I've got a bad motor mount, cracked valve gasket cover, and my power steering pump is being worn on bc of a bad motor mount, and my AC "pump?" (My vocabulary on things aren't the best) is rubbing against metal and will eventually go too bc of that. Some wire taping needs to be done - and that's ALL that needs to be done before taking her up the actual tail and getting her picture taken by killboy. Now there are obviously a bunch of cosmetic fixes. My lower body panel has to be completely replaced because there's no fixing the rust. The rest can probably be patched and sanded and repainted. So if anyone has a 05 Dodge neon sxt that they'll let me pull the lower body panel off of lmk. I'm searching junk and part yards as well.

🤍🖤 Kira and Yuki 🖤🤍

Hit the like 👍🏻 if you agree!

🔥👹A real Devil's child .
📸: Bob Edens .

Picture proof a bike gets you 😽
Y'all already know my barn cat Binx LOVES motorcycles. He was ready to backpack yesterday. Jumped right on the back of my buddy's Jon Agnew bike as he was getting ready to leave my house on his Indian.

Living with chronic trauma is like constantly living in hell, you'll never get out, but you can find ways to get through it. This is what bikes mean to me. I've learned to embrace my trauma, turn it into a strength, to take back empowerment of my sexuality and have found tools that help me navigate this hell such as motorcycles.
we can't control the fact that we're in hell, but hell can be what we make it.
📸: Bob Edens

👹Happy hump 🍑Day! Love this 🌶️Tail! .
📸: Bob Edens

Pic for attention: Shout-out to the Harley rider who adopted me while going down 321 in Lenoir city when I was on my way to my friend's house yesterday. I appreciate you watching my 6!

Had to mail my camera to a repair center, it developed a software issue but is still under warranty, BUT my bike's first time parked on street parking happened while taking my camera to the post office.

Sunday funday bumday 🍑☀️

Butterflies are always on my bike. Has anybody else with white bikes noticed this with theirs? I'm curious if it's because my bike is white. My riding friends have watched me be literally harassed by butterflies.

Edit: Someone else said it's also supposed to be someone you knew who passed away, if that's the case then it's definitely my grandmother b*tching at me. she worked as a paramedic and HATED motorcycles bc the wrecks were always so gruesome. I've heard all the horror stories growing up, that's why I waited till after she passed to get my bike because I couldn't make her worry like that it would have given her a heart attack. But me being dive bombed by butterflies and it being my grandmother makes absolute sense.