Sorry, but the comparison between flying and driving makes no sense at all, even less so with motorcycles. You can check the weather. You can’t do a pre-ride check for idiots. Distracted, dumb, drunk or complacent, every time I go out in a car I’m amazed at what I see in other drivers. I live on a residential street in a quiet neighborhood in a podunk town in upstate NY, and I see people all the time rolling through stop signs, flooring it from one stop sign to the next (how fast can I get to Stewart’s!), looking at their phones. I saw one dude drive by smoking a bowl. It’s insane. We had a Turkey trot 5k a few years back that a buddy of mine organized, he asked me to man the main intersection in town to stop drivers briefly when groups of runners went through. I stood there for an hour. It is one stoplight, traffic from 3 directions (one road is a one-way). The number of times I almost got ran over, much less how many near collisions I saw, was just astounding.
You cannot in any way, shape or form compare the risks of driving to the risks of flying.