The school should be mandatory. Also should be a limit on how big a motorcycle you can buy the first year.
You don't even need to have a MC license to buy one!
I started with a motorcycle late in life -- didn't start riding til I was 43, had only been on a couple of dirt bikes not even 1hr total prior.
So in Feb 2003 I bought a 100ci chopper (38 degree rake, 6in over, 565lbs) -- drove to VA from NJ to check it out, put a deposit on it. Went home got my loan approved and drove back a week or so later and trailered it home. Got it to my parents house where there was still snow and ice and put it up on the porch (that was an ordeal in itself).
Went an got my permit
Found a class but it was months off.
Went out one night with a friend to a parking lot -- Coming around the turn I needed to slow down -- I knew better but -- yes you guessed it I grabbed the front brake (which was very grabby on top of it) As I said to myself "This is going to hurt" there I went to the ground.
Killed the headlight, scratched some other stuff including my knee, which now had gas flowing on my leg.
Get the bike off me with my friends help, put it back in the truck with custom cap (my parking garage)
So well we're done with that for the night.
Got out a few times after that before my course in May. Had already found the entire course online so I had read everything and was prepared.
Took the course and passed with flying colors.
I was amused by the "Keep your knees on the tank instruction" as I told my instructors -- that's just not possible on my bike as well as the "What do you do if XX is across the road" -- I told them I stop and turn around -- they insisted no, get up on pegs and go across -- again I explained I had a little less than 4.5" of ground clearance -- I was stopping and turning around.
Monday, I go to DMV and get my official MC license endorsement.
Tuesday, I start taking the bike to work -- After work I head to see friends -- down what is known as the "corridor crawl" the high traffic section of Rte 1, had co-workers that thought I was crazy (or is that, realized I was/am)
The course was the best thing I did.
While I had read the course and had the book knowledge, there was nothing more valuable than having someone watch me and tell me what I was doing vs what I knew or thought I was.
Too this day, if I am in a circle/turn and I drift I can see my instructor placing his hand on his chin and pushing his head to the side saying "look where you want to go, not where you are going" (Target fixation avoidance).
A couple of days later I run into one of my pool shooting buddies and show him my new toy, He looks at me and says, "I've been riding over25yrs and have never ridden anything with that much HP or that much rake. Are you nuts getting this for your first bike?" As I told him -- look I'm not some dumb kid that's going to be doing stupid things to show off for some girl.
Had a number of girls wanting to go for a ride -- was able to put them all off -- sorry no pegs, no seat.
17 yrs later and I'm probably close to 170k miles and only wish I had started sooner!