"Well, I'm usually pretty good at sizing people up, and he seemed like he knew his stuff. I feel pretty confident that if I can't manage this, it's no one's fault but my own. I got a great provider and a great teacher that's enthusiastic about it, so failure is mine alone, right?" Reno remarked practically, shrugging as hie ran his thumbs over the gear shifts, nodding to himself.

Maybe he could do it? It was like a motorcycle in a lot of ways, just that the engine was himself. Holy knew he had energy to spare, so that wouldn't be a problem. He had practically limitless stamina, so endurance wasn't the issue. His balance was good and gears weren't unknown to him. Really it'd just be learning to balance and pedal at the same time and learning the feel of a bike instead of a motorcycle. He felt pretty confident he could ride with Maki, at least, even if he'd never likely race.

Still, one never knew the future. He'd been given to unusual whims.