I remember the first time I rode on the back of my father’s motorbike as if it was yesterday. I loved feeling the wind on my face as we cruised through the streets – it’s a vivid memory I will have forever.
When I told my dad motorsports is what I wanted to do for the rest of my life, he finally allowed me to ride his new Hero Honda Passion bike. There was no turning back after that. I used to sneak the bike out with the help of my mother and we’d practice for hours together. Until one day, I purchased my own.