Lets see...interesting subject matter by the way.
As a kid (oh..round 12, 13 or so) my cousin and my uncle were big moto-kookoos.
Each year they'd ride up to Dayton Bike week and bring back brochures of nice Japanese bikes we never get in the U.S.
I would sneak out during the weekends, ride with them and come back home with a grin ear to ear.
I always asked my parents if I could purchase one with my own money and they said a resounding "NOOOOO" all the time.
So, I told them that when I'd go off to college I was going to buy one. They said if you do, you'll be disavowed from our clan.
I said....."so be it"....so i bought TWO motorcycles while in college.
I had ridden round in college for 4 years, had the bike the whole time. Took it everywhere, to the beach, lake, everywhere.
Then there was a 10 year hiatus I had away from bikes after I got married. I told my lovely bride that I loved riding motorcycles and that one day I would buy another one...so she kinda just said..."Yeah, sure, uh-huh...ok"..and it went in one ear and out the other.
So...one Christmas I had gotten a bonus at work and low and behold, went straight to the Honda shop and bough me a 2002 CBR F4i. Red Black and was very sweet.
Couldn't let go of the bikes from then on......I now have once again TWO bikes. The 919er and the CB1.....
that's my tale.