My girlfriend reckons that I park my car like a motorcylist: quickly and badly, with wheels jutting out everywhere. She'd know, too: her brother and her dad are riders. This time last year I was 100% on the motorbike instead of the cage. Then the bike stopped working and I had to drive the car everywhere. A couple of times in really nasty traffic I found myself pulling left or right in the car to split past traffic ... then stopping and realising that I'm in something nearly two meters wide, instead of a couple of feet. Anybody else had these bike withdrawal symptoms? Oh yeah. How much do you reckon a new carbi for a Suzuki Across would cost? I'm sick of not having a bike. Every time I'm on the Monash at rush hour I wish I was splitting camly past the soccer mums and bored businessmen instead of being stuck at 10 kph.