Patience is a rare skill, as waiting implies doing nothing and that can break your nerves. I remember a time when I was a pedestrian, just a teenager who dreamt of motorcycles at all times.
I started riding bikes when I was eight years old, but that doesn’t mean I rode them continuously as dad had better plans for me, like teaching me how to cope with life and how to work hard to get my own things done. I expected he bought me a motorcycle, it was easier.
But as a good friend once told me, owning a motorcycle is not only getting the bike you can ride according to your skill; but getting the one you have the balls to pay and maintain. Patience gets you to heaven.