As a model and actress, Molly Culver knows how to pose. But she's no poser on a motorcycle. Culver started riding before she was a teenager, she's got loads of off-highway and road racing experience, she's super-fit and a seriously good rider. When she's not riding or in front of the cameras, Molly can be found among the fans at Supercross and Superbike races, and checking out all the new bikes at an International Motorcycle Show. She's that passionate about two-wheeling. She's also a great ambassador for motorcycling, offering her talents in public service announcements for the Motorcycle Safety Foundation. She encourages the growing number of women who ride. And all with grace, style and the knowledge of a genuine enthusiast.

* Host of "Dirt Rider Adventures" on the Outdoor Life Network
* Expert commentator for AMA Supermoto coverage
* Co-star with Pamela Anderson on "V.I.P." television series (1998-2002)
* Numerous roles on series TV shows
* Fashion model

* Riding for 20-plus years
* Started motorcycling before she was a teenager
* Rode a Honda XL185 to high school
* Rides off-highway
* Experienced on road race tracks
* Owns four bikes, including a Honda CRF230F, Ducati 998 track bike, Harley-Davidson Fat
   Boy and a Malaguti pit scooter
* "I've outfitted my Audi allroad quattro with a custom hitch so a vehicle change won't
   be necessary to get me where I'm going with my toys."

"Sometimes life can feel constraining. Riding never does. Riding is the closest thing I've found to flying."

"I've ridden a lot. I've had tips from the pros. Ruben Xaus, Steve Rapp, Larry Pegram, Doug Polen, Freddie Spencer, Jason Pridmore, Greg Albertyn, Kevin Schwantz, Doug Chandler. I've been to some great schools. Freddie Spencer's High Performance Riding School, Jason Pridmore's Star School, Danny Walker's American Supercamp. But nothing takes the place of seat time. You think you're just killing time until it happens. That clicking thing. Where it all meets. Where all you've learned comes together in one momentous suspension of reality.

I was out on a track day in the afternoon session. I went out with the fast group, just taking it at my speed doing what I knew was right. I started to feel pretty comfortable. For some strange reason, it felt like people were slowing down. Everyone was in my way. So, I started passing, which, to tell the truth, makes me the most nervous. I was having so much fun. I knew all these guys were looking at the ponytail under my helmet and thinking, is that Molly? Naaah. Not because they don't think I can ride, but because I tell you in that moment, it clicked and I knew I wasn't the only one who saw it. Everything I learned on a motorcycle came to me in that moment. I found myself ALL BY MYSELF, and it was effortless!

Swinging from side to side. Feeling the pavement through my knee pucks. Dancing with speed. I knew what my bike sounded like into turn one after the straight. Latest braking moment and then...perfection. I swear I didn't know how it could have gotten better for me than that. I was flying right. The session ended before I knew it and I had sweet confirmation when I got to the garage. Other riders telling me they tried for laps to pass me. It was a new game called "beat the girl." I was like, "Shut up, you were not!?" Inside, I felt huge. I knew the way those guys rode. I usually never ride competitively, just ride my own ride. Getting better for the sake of getting better. I think I caught a bug that day. The racing bug. I saw how it felt to be perfect. What a gift! I've ridden since. Been up and down since. There was something in that moment, of that session, of that day that was pure unadulterated satisfaction. It just clicked."