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Man, when I'm riding with the helmet on, I'm invisible. And people just deal with me as the guy on the bike... it gives you a chance to read 'em.

I really love to ride my motorcycle. When I want to just get away and be by myself and clear my head, that's what I do.

I look my best when I take my helmet off after a long motorcycle ride. I have a glow and a bit of helmet hair.

I don't think of myself as a gearhead or a motorcyclist. I'm not that young, and this is like another life of mine. But the people I know from that era think of me that way.

Do I wear a helmet? Ugh. I do when I'm riding through a precarious part of town, meaning Midtown traffic. But when I'm riding on secure protected lanes or on the paths that run along the Hudson or through Central Park - no, I don't wear the dreaded helmet then.

I know a little bit about motorcycles and motorcycle riding.

Out on the hill under the helmet, nobody sees your face or hair, but then you take it off, and they do - that's the part I'm nervous about.

The cycling helmet can save your life, but it doesn't look good and tends to ruin your hair.

Once I know people know who I am, it gives me a lot of licence and freedom to behave in ways I wouldn't normally.

Riding my motorcycle around L.A. is like my own video game. But unlike many folks at the wheel, I am occupied with getting where I'm going and keeping myself safe. Most people are applying makeup, texting, and checking out the beauty in the next car.