My dad got me a bike when I was 7 or 8. It took me forever to learn, and I never quite got the hang of it. I couldn't go more than 40 yards without having to put my foot down, and I got in crashes all the time. My dad would watch in shock and horror as I would head straight for a tree and smack right into it. He said that I would freeze up and that was it. I guess any other kid would've been able to avoid the tree.
I gave it up after age 11, after one too many wrecks. I just kinda said "f*ck it." It felt like if I were to persist, that I would get myself killed, and that the underlying problem was apparently never going to get better.
I'm 33 now and I haven't touched a bike since, and I have never had a driver's license. I've been thinking about getting a bike again; I figure if I can get the hang of that, it would give me more confidence in my struggle to be able to drive. Kind of an 'intermediate step' if you will. Actually, I've been thinking about getting a unicycle for a long time now. A circus performer told me that it's actually safer than a bike, as far as falling off of it goes. It's just that it takes a long time to learn (at least a month for your typical able-bodied NT adult in their late 20s early 30s). Now, if I can learn how to ride a unicycle, a car would be a piece of cake! Yes? No?
That's my story.