So, Ben like James has two motorcycles. Well, in fact he has one scooter and one motorcycle – both are Yamahas. The scooter is a 125 automatic clutch deal whereby you twist the throttle and off she goes. I used her a lot last time I was in San Francisco and she gained my total respect. However now she is sick. Who can blame her as Ben has run off with a sassy motorcycle called a Naked Rider! Poor, honest, faithful, if a bit plain, the scooter is abandoned. Hell, why should she run?
When I get in, I recommend that Ben has a serious talk with the scooter, offers a total makeover and promises to ride her more often. She agrees.
The hot number that has entered Ben’s motorcycle world is stubby, 4 cylindered, needs warming up but once ready really zaps.
We get a call from the Spa saying that the scooter is her old self again and ready to rock.

We go to the Spa but James and I take he seats in the truck so Ben lies down in the flatbed and ponders his new life with the scooter. I think he will sell her down the river.
And so it goes.