I am a sprite 50 now and though I feel horrible each day crawling out of bed, something magical happens when I pull the cover off of Brahma each morning. When that starter engages and the torque pulls me to attention, life renews itself in my soul. The clutch lever moves out and I make that first right turn going up hill and my strength returns. A few minutes later and the wind lifts me to full height as the freeway materializes beneath my tires. First one, then two, then a dozen cars fall behind the machine that gives me so much fulfillment. Sorry guys, I gotta go, life waits for no man...