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I recall when i was maybe 23-24 yrs old. I was riding a Triumph 350 Bathtub which was converted to 500 and dressed up with daytona guards etc and a decent paint job.. That night i had just been dumped by my girlfriend.....i mean virtually minutes ago!...It was about 10 at night and i stormed out of her flat and jumped on the bike. That bloody bike wouldnt start because i had ignition problems...probably a loose wire somewhere but after several kicks it fired into life and i took off!...UP SHE WENT!...it felt like 3 ft but was more like a foot and a half probably!...Straight as a die across the intersection and i hooked 2nd gear and twisted it open but by now she was coming down....smooth as silk it was!...off into the night i went...big angry sneer on my face..."F**K YOU!" i shouted!...That wheelie has stuck in my memory and still makes me smile with satisfaction...