So, having owned Mr. Sprint for a couple of months now and regularly regaling my wife with stories of a wild days riding with my mates, she took the bait. She hinted that she might like to be able to ride with us and enjoy the fun. Never mind that she has never ridden before, that's a minor inconvenience to my wife! I, of course, will teach her! the Ninja won't start and the KLX is way too tall for her, so it's down to my beloved Triumph to perform the dangerous indoctrination to two wheels. With trembling body and choking back tears for the inevitable bike damage, we start her lessons. The pre-ride instruction is supposed to go on for an hour but after five minutes she is bored and wants to ride, so I jump on the back and she rides off very gently around the block. She did so well that I let her take it off on her own. Around the block perfectly! Even got into 3rd gear. Came back beaming from ear to ear and said "I want a bike.....soon!" (I know, you thought the sad part would be that she dropped it! Oh no......read on) It was at this point that my devious mind hatched a cunning plan in a split second. I'll buy a brand new Sprint and give her the old one "to practice on until you are ready for the very different '07 model darling" It couldn't fail! Or could it? She wanted to check out styles of bikes etc so me and my riding buddies took her to a bike superstore. (I knew it was a bad idea as they don't sell Triumphs there!) When she walked close to the Harleys, I said "come away from there Dawn. You don't want any of that old rubbish" Too late.....her eyes were already glazed over and she was climbing on a HD sportster! An hour later I walked out $7000 poorer. To top it off, I have to go and pick it up tomorrow and ride it home.....my Trumpy will sulk forever! ***** Harley Davidson and all its shiny appealing chrome! Merry #@%&$*^ Christmas! It's enough to make a grown man weep.