This Guy Hilariously Nails The Different Types Of Motorcyclists You'll Meet

Can you tell which kind of rider I am? Photo: Scott Sorenson
Can you tell which kind of rider I am? Photo: Scott Sorenson

Motorcyclists are an interesting bunch, and we often focus on the things that divide us rather than bring us together. Sometimes that causes a lot of problem, but other times it’s just plain funny. This guy’s description of the different groups had me in tears.

While he doesn’t hit every genre of rider, he gets through enough of them and hits them pretty squarely on the head. At least the best or funniest aspects of each:

Fun fact: The second pictured Kawasaki Ninja 300 rider (all black race suit and helmet) and Honda Grom rider (black helmet and black and white jacket) are both that dog camping guy Wes Siler.

While most moto vloggers are pretty boring and pointless, Yammie Noob has some really funny and fun to watch content. Check his page out here.


Which group would you put yourself in and how well does he describe you? As a confessed supermoto addict, I’d say he gets us pretty perfectly. Because supermoto is life.

Sean’s Gear In The Top Shot

Helmet: Bell Moto 9

Goggles: Dragon NFX

Jacket: Aether Eclipse

Vest: Crank & Stroker Preacher Vest

Gloves: RacerUSA Mickey

Pants: UglyBros Motorpool

Boots: Dainese Axial Pro In

Sean MacDonald is the editor of Lanesplitter.

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So, I was sitting outside of a Chipotle the other day, enjoying my tasty burrito bowl, when two blue-collar dudebros pulled up on a CBR600RR and a GSX-R600. The first thing I noticed was that the Honda wore a sticker, emblazoned proudly across its windshield, of two racing-leather-clad bikers urinating on the GSX-R logo. And yet, here he was, parked next to a Gixxer! Proof that love truly can overcome any differences.

Anyway, my Concours was parked over on the other side of the lot. After a brief smoke, Dudebro 1 walked over towards my bike and sort of turned a critical eye to it. His friend joined him shortly, bumming a smoke.

“Dude, would you ever ride something like that?” Dudebro no. 1 asked, gesturing toward my old sport tourer.

“Fuck no, bro,” no. 2 replied, shaking his head.

“Yeah, no doubt...” no. 1 returned with a chuckle. Still, he stood and looked at it a bit further. “Although... It might be kinda nice. No wrist pain, no back pain... I don’t know, man, I might look at one.”

I didn’t join in their conversation, because I didn’t want to be rude and push the “SPORT TOURING IS THE WAY AND THE LIGHT” thing, but the video reminded me of this little anecdote.