Mine is a Bell Vortex

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[–] 1 point 1 year ago*

To each their own. When I was really young, one of my cousins died on a motorcycle when he hung the chin of the helmet on something and broke his neck.

I know it is completely illogical. But I have a terrible fear of those helmets since then.

And I'm guessing because I put my first 75,000 mi on underneath a bucket. The full helmets feel extremely stifling.

When I was over in Europe it was impossible to get a beanie that was also legal and even the 3/4 helmets made me feel like I was traveling in a bubble. Disconnected.

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