motorcycles

Some machines change history by being loud, fast, or outrageous. The Honda Super Cub changed the world by being friendly, dependable, and almost impossibly simple. Since its debut in 1958, the Super Cub has gone on to become the most produced motor vehicle in human history.

Buying a motorcycle is usually an emotional decision. You picture open roads, engine noise, and that perfect stretch of asphalt calling your name. Helmets, on the other hand, tend to feel like a chore—something you have to buy before you earn the fun stuff. But here’s the twist: helmet safety science has quietly evolved into something genuinely impressive. If you’ve been on the fence about buying a bike, or upgrading your gear, the latest helmet research might be the most reassuring push you need.

The 1980s were a time of great change and great motorcycles.

For decades, the American motorcycle story has been told like a one-horse race—Harley-Davidson thundering down the highway while everyone else eats dust. But that version skips a crucial chapter. Long before Harley became the name in heavyweight cruisers, another American brand wasn’t just competing—it was trying to outsell them outright. That brand was Indian Motorcycle, and its rise, fall, and resurrection is one of the strangest, boldest sagas in motorcycling history.

Before motorcycles meant chrome, leather, and midlife crises, the very first one looked like it escaped from a medieval woodworking class. Built almost entirely of wood, awkwardly balanced, and powered by an engine that barely behaved itself, the world’s first motorcycle was less Easy Rider and more experimental fire hazard. And yet, this strange contraption quietly kicked off the motorized world we now take for granted.

Long before motorcycles became symbols of rebellion, leisure, or weekend therapy, Route 66 quietly taught America how to dream on two wheels. Stretching from Chicago to the Pacific, the Mother Road wasn’t just a transportation route—it was a promise. For riders, it suggested that freedom wasn’t abstract. It was paved, numbered, and waiting.