This is a picture of my K100LT. G413 BGM. I could always remember the registration cos it stood for "bloody good motor". And it was. I did quite a few thousand miles on it before we became first an aeroplane and then a boat. My trusty steed sacrificed its life whilst saving me. It, unfortunately, bounced a lot and crashed into a concrete pipe housing. I flew gracefully through the air and landed in the river unhurt. It was what they call a high side in motorcycling circles. In fact we had a lot of adventures together, but that's what bikings all about. We were banned from the public highway for 6 weeks once. The policeman's "proof" that I was doing some ridiculous speed was "Well I had do do 140 mph to catch you." I nearly pointed out that you could do 140 to catch a snail, but sense overcame me, and I didn't. Since we got banned anyway I wish I had.