..when I'm inside a restaurant staring at my scoot in the parking lot. Bought my bike new in 2008, almost had it five years. She's got some scratches on the tank, a small gouge in the tour pack (wife didn't close the lid properly on one of our trips) and a scratch on the lid of the left saddle bag (wife again!!). As you can tell, my bike has some wear and tear on it, she ain't no garage queen. I just rolled over 29k today while coming back from a church function. Stopped at Zaxby's here in town for a bite to eat and made sure to park the bike where I could keep an eye on her. I found myself staring at her while waxing nostalgic about the many trips the wife and I have taken. Four trips to NC (three to the BRP and one to Cape Hatteras), a trip to Key West, innumerable trips to St. Augustine and too many to count to Anna Maria Island. All the trips have been great fun and the bike ran flawlessly every mile. My bike runs as strong today as the day I bought her and I swear I like her more today...guess she's proven herself to me. Yea, I know I made the right call.