vonbock
Senior Don Juan
I noticed the guys who ride HArleys pick up every single girl they come across. Why is that and could an AFC go buy a Harley and automatically become Mr Bad Boy?
“The 22 Psychological Triggers That Make Women Chase You… Starting Tonight”
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
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"She's Out of Your League"
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Bible_Belt
Master Don Juan
Motorcycles get you initial interest. It makes it easy on the girls who like you a lot, they can just ask to ride on your bike. That's as close to "please fvck me" as you'll ever hear out of a girl you just met. Although any interest may always be destroyed with afc behavior, if you have at least a little game, you can get laid a lot from having a motorcycle. It does not have to be a Harley. I used to pull chicks with a $1,200 Suzuki. Now I have an R1, which is a much nicer bike, but women can't really tell the difference. They call it "pretty," but that is all it takes to show interest, and then we go from there. I have never had a girl ride on my bike and not have sex with me. btw, if any girl you know ever talks about riding on a guy's bike - they're fvcking.
Of course you get a bike because you like bikes, not merely for the sake of girls. They are not for the light of heart. I hit a big patch of loose gravel today going 70 mph with a truck not far behind me. The gravel was completely random, over a blind hill - it looked like a truck had lost its load of rock accidentally. I managed to fishtail through it. It was almost 'the perfect storm' of a motorcycle wreck. Things like this are what you balance against the fun of riding. If it is worth it, then you enjoy the girls.
Of course you get a bike because you like bikes, not merely for the sake of girls. They are not for the light of heart. I hit a big patch of loose gravel today going 70 mph with a truck not far behind me. The gravel was completely random, over a blind hill - it looked like a truck had lost its load of rock accidentally. I managed to fishtail through it. It was almost 'the perfect storm' of a motorcycle wreck. Things like this are what you balance against the fun of riding. If it is worth it, then you enjoy the girls.
Right on, Bible_Belt! Nice reply. Women respect guys that are risk takers. Never had a street bike but I grew up on dirt bikes and raced MX for many years. Unfortunately I was a huge AFC at the time. But somehow the bikes always seemed to eclipse my weaknesses around women. One GF made me promise if I ended up in the ER I would quit racing. So I'm sitting in a Burleson TX ER awaiting x-rays of my wrist and it comes back broken. She looks at me and says, "So I guess you are done racing, right?" My reply, "Not a chance." She was so pissed! And I couldn't get rid of her after that. 
Bible Belt pretty much hit the nail on the head, but I'll just reiterate what he said. Motorcycles are probably the single biggest chick magnet there is. I had one until recently when I had to sell it (like many people) to pay bills.
But while I had it I pulled chicks at a greater rate than I ever had before. When you're on the street they're checking you out constantly. If you roll up to a party or bbq on your bike and they see it, they are immediately interested. Not to mention if you're paranoid about your helmet getting stolen (like me) and take it into stores with you it draws a lot of attention from girls and is a great conversation starter.
I really think it's the single biggest chick magnet there is.
But while I had it I pulled chicks at a greater rate than I ever had before. When you're on the street they're checking you out constantly. If you roll up to a party or bbq on your bike and they see it, they are immediately interested. Not to mention if you're paranoid about your helmet getting stolen (like me) and take it into stores with you it draws a lot of attention from girls and is a great conversation starter.
I really think it's the single biggest chick magnet there is.
Deadly_Assassin
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Man, I remember my first ride on a bike (Honda NSR250). I got use to it pretty quickly. A bit too quickly. I started getting a little over confident on it, when I dropped it while making a u-turn. My foot slipped of the rear brake and I slammed on the front brake. I lost balance straight away and the bike fell on my right leg. I had a broken ankle. But I was over the moon, cos I was riding a bike.
Then I went down to a 100cc, and learnt to ride on that. I haven't riden in a while. I can't wait to get back on it. My dream bike is a MV agusta 750 senna.
Bible Belt, please post pics of u with ur R1!!!!
Then I went down to a 100cc, and learnt to ride on that. I haven't riden in a while. I can't wait to get back on it. My dream bike is a MV agusta 750 senna.
Bible Belt, please post pics of u with ur R1!!!!
"You'll Never Feel READY to Walk Over"
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.