That's how I roll - actually no - that's how I fall. This is the deal, what I thought would be a good solid starter bike for me proved to be just too big for me to handle being such a novice. I mean, it's not that I don't have muscles to rival Chuck Norris, but it's just the lack of knowledge of what to do when the laws of physics kick in. I got spilled because the bike went one way and I just kind of went with it. I froze, not awesome to admit, but that's what happened. So this is where I'm at now. We're currently back on the hunt for something a little bit lighter and perhaps a bit lower. Although my legs can sit firmly on the ground, I still don't have the flexibility that I need to get to it go where I need it to when the power is off. The options as it stands right now are either a Honda Rebel, an older Nighthawk or A Virago, which I am pretty well against. It could be a good bike, but as lame as it sounds I'm just kind of turned off by the name - it makes me want to break out in an opera like aria every time I say it, and I'm not that strong of a singer. Mr. Bee and I are on the hunt tonight to check out a few more - this is starting to get addictive honestly. There are just so many bikes, and most of them are CHEAP! The diversity is incredibly and really, the older the more interesting in my eyes. The towel has officially been thrown in and we're converting our finished basement - the basement that's complete with a billiard table couches and tv into a motorcycle storage shop. The garage is full of autos, and it's getting a bit cramped with two bikes, a One Series, a Four-Runner and all of my gardening junk. Get rid of the gardening junk? Never.