Alright. So I'm preparing now for a right and proper flaming. I am aware that I am a complete newbie however I am severely shaken up after what happened today. I'll try to keep the story short and sour... So I have ridden a motorbike three times in my life, today being the third. The first was two years ago, the second was last Wednesday (my Stay Upright Learner Course), and today was the third. HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO NEGOTIATE MAJOR ROADS AND ALL THE HAZARDS OF PEAK HOUR TRAFFIC? Today I picked up my newly purchased Suzuki GS500 from the dealership, a 10min drive from my home. I stalled the bike three times on the horrific journey back, and the third time it was in the middle of a busy intersection, I couldn't re-start it, and I nearly got run over. I had never ridden this bloody bike until today and I found it to be way too overpowered. It scared the absolute bejesus out of me to be hurtling down the main road of south Canberra at 80, four times the speed I had previously traveled in my worthless learner course. I was so nervous that my leg was shaking at the lights. My gear changes were horrific, i rocked back and forth every time the VERY SENSITIVE throttle eased off, and I could have been seriously injured. So I stallled again, this time in the middle of a stupidly busy intersection. Then I had to wheel my bike into the driveway of some complete stranger's driveway. I couldn't start it, even when my mate tried to talk me through it. Anyway I mustn't have put the kickstand down properly because the f**king thing blew over in the wind and the f**king clutch lever broke off. So I had to call the dealership and they had to limp the f**ker back to the workshop, probably at a HUGE cost to me. I am beside myself with rage and despair. Now, the Stay Upright course was conducted on a little bit of bitchumen, at under 25km/h. The instructor passed all of us despite the fact that we were ALL making heaps of mistakes, even during the final exercise of the day. Now today, I was supposed to magically conjure up the balls and the skill to ride at 80-100km/h plus, all the way home, so I could get my bike to my house from the dealership. I say there is something deeply wrong with either the system by which new riders acquire their licences, or that there is something deeply wrong with me. I suspect the former is true, and I sincerely hope the latter is not true. This debacle is enough to turn me off riding forever. Srs. tl;dr I went to pick up my bike for the first time after getting my Ls, was ill-prepared for the journey home, and I nearly crashed on the way home, then my bike fell over and I had to get it towed back to the shop. I didn't even make it home FFS FUUUUUUUAAAARKKKK!!!!!!