20 years ago I was vice president of a motorcycle club that had, at that time, 175 members. I can think of three who I would let ride my bike. Not that they would ask, but I would trust them. When people have another persons stuff, strange things happen.
A bit off-topic, but since you mentioned loaning your bike to another club member, here goes.
Back in 1978 I was running an Foreign Car Dealership that sold Ferrari, Maserati,
Jaguar, Bentley, Rolls-Royce, and other British Leyland Brands.
One of my best mechanics had just completed college (night school) and was to
be awarded his Degree on Friday night. He paid our Detailers to Shine up his old
Fiat 124 Spider, but I had other plans for him.
I called him into the office on Thursday and handed him the keys to my 1966 Ferrari
275GTB4 Competezione (1 of only 6 built) and said have a wonderful evening on Friday.
I was sweating bullets all night until I heard him pull into my driveway at about 1 a.m.
The ear-to-ear smile on his face showed his appreciation.