Might Surprise Ya...

...but I used to do that. (Vid below) Of course, not in the same league, but I tried my damnest, and only fell once.

Back in my early 20's, I raced tri-state, enuro, and I luuuuved it. I'd be willing to bet, I could still navigate Texas World Speedway, and Oakhill Raceway (if they still exist), with ease, as I knew those tracks like the back of my hand. Some things, one never forgets.
My first "ride" was a Kaw, 750 displacement, and I had two; one for ridin' and one for parts.
After my first year, I bought the first "crotch-rocket" ever made, the Honda "Interceptor". (Damned if THAT don't "age" me!)
I was living in Houston at the time, and nothing creamed my jeans more than hittin' "the clover", and draggin' knees, over and over and over and over....
I remember looking up once, into the hi-rise offices, and seeing people GAWK at me, and the one thing that went through my mind was, "They would shit if they knew I was a woman!"

There were very few women on the race circuit at the time, but one I remember; Patty Peron.
Patty was an o.k. racer with HUGE boobs, and her biggest "bitch" was that she had a hard time finding leathers to fit both her ample "top," and her teenie bottom half.
Patty progressed beyond the race circuit, and went on to make a gozillion dollars making custom leathers, but I know not where she, or her huge boobs, are today.

As for myself....I'm still "scootin", albiet on a LOUD ASS FUCKIN HARLEY, but I still ride. I love being "in the wind".
Age, having children, and a greater understanding of mortality, changes my 'tude, but a bit. I'm much more careful, but I'll ride till my body can't handle it any more.

There are those that will tout mortality rates....blah blah blah.....PUSSIES!
But, for me, I take all precautions, have a "feel for the road" (I'll admit, DIFFERENT from most women), and a contentment at heart, that my God has a plan for me.
When it's my "time"....
...twenty
plus...
years ...
later...
On I ride...