There I was, about to say "pick me, pick me!" in my own Hermionesque manner...when there was mention of wheelies. Ta very much!
One of the reasons I'm dying (ha ha) to get into this whole biking thing (apart from the fact I love the smell of leather) is that my brother recently took me on his (hang on, looking it up)...ZX600D....around London (it took us 2hrs to get from Whitechapel to Leicester Square...I blame the Thames) and I absolutely LOVED it.
So, as well as being a passenger on my Dad's Yamaha 1100 as a 5 year old (my helmet doesn't fit me anymore and my jumpsuit CERTAINLY doesn't), I've been pillion (hooray) on my bro's bike. So now I want my own baby bike.
To which I'm adding "pick me, pick me" followed by a small squeaky voice "unless you want to do wheelies with a pillion passenger...I think...".
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