Of note: Dude was going WAAAAAAAAAY too fast.
Also of note: it doesn't take much.
I appreciate, most of all, that his mother makes no excuse for the speed he was going, and that they want to turn their experience into something that others can learn from.
Going fast is awesome. So is living. I love riding, but I do not love the machismo that comes with riding in the West. With that machismo comes products to stoke egos, including bikes with more power than anyone really needs on the road. I also feel like it prevents some people who might like to ride from ever trying it out and thus, less bikes on the road and less experience in driving around motorcycles. While this is sad, it was totally avoidable on multiple levels.
The problem with Asian-style motorbikes in the US is their utter and total lack of power, which becomes the only thing keeping you whole on a US highway. Cars will out-brake you, cars can out-handle you. Even the MSF will counsel you that the best way out of a problem is to accelerate through it. Acceleration shifts the center of gravity back over the rear tire and improves handling. Acceleration allows you to put distance between you and the altercation you're fleeing. Acceleration gives you a direction to go that cars can't - and a 125cc Bajaj can't accelerate. There's a place for low-displacement, low-impact 2-wheeled transport. It makes perfect sense for surface streets. Things get hairy over 40mph, though. I've got a steady gig 45 miles away up a 12-lane blacktop. Could I get there on a 250? Yeah... but I could cross the Alps in an Ultralight, too. Doesn't mean it's the best craft for the job.
I don't mean to imply that small engine bikes are appropriate for highways anywhere, as in my opinion, the mix of engine sizes on highways I've been on in Asia was a major contributor to traffic. Even so, I've seen experienced riders try to jump into the flow of traffic in Viet Nam and I've seen lots of them eat shit because their instinct is to go fast. You can't do that when a truck will undoubtedly make sudden turns on a pothole pocked road, or when another rider is carrying sections of 25ft. steel pipe over his shoulder. You definitely can't do that when a herd of buffalo might wander across the road. Though those things don't happen here, a squid is a squid, even if he's been riding for 22 years. Just because a dude can go forward quickly doesn't mean he can maneuver worth a shit. I've known guys that have ridden Big Bikes forever, who can't negotiate a line of cones because they're just too damn heavy on the throttle and don't know how to ride in a lower gear, much less how to use their handle bars.
The original video was hard to watch. I witnessed a bike trying to pass a semi on the right on a main street of my home town, he didn't realize that the reason the semi was so far over to the left of the one lane road was that he was preparing to turn right. The biker ended up clotheslined by the trailer of the truck and when the truck came to a complete stop, it's rear wheel was about 1/2 a foot from the unconscious bikers head. half a foot from crushing the kids head. The kid was driving way too fast and attempting to pass a semi on a one lane road on the right hand side. Luckily, the idiot was up and walking within minutes. That much power, thrust and speed is a lot of temptation for a young man/woman.
I bought a ZX1000 Ninja when I was 17. The tachometer went to 17k and the speedo to 230. I never rode it, though. The idea was to fix it up and sell it; I got a killer deal on it from a friend who had rode it hard and put it away wet. I tootled it around a little and realized that if I learned to ride at 17 on a bike with a speedo that went to 230, I'd likely not see 18. When I finally got a bike, I was 32. It was a KLR-650. That'll get you in plenty of trouble. The Benelli weighs 75 lbs more and has roughly 3 times the horsepower; it is a truly fast bike. But at 37, I have a lot more ability to regard its power rationally than I would have at 17. You can't eliminate the risks, but you can minimize them. Part of that starts with recognizing that you are mortal, that you can't stop as fast as you can go and that the consequences for miscalculation are dire.