before we had kids we were poor as piss and had nothing to write home about, no car licence and our only transport was a gt200x5 suzuki. it wasnt as glamorous as the x7, but it was almost as good at everything the x7 did, and that was ok for us. we commuted to work all year round, me dropping her at her work then going onto my own, making my daily ride about 100 miles, she only had about 40 miles so didnt cop for the cold like me, but we were young and in love and daft and such things didnt matter. we did our shopping (with the aid of bungees and a massive sports holdall that we would cram full then loop the handles over her shoulders like a rucsac, we went on holiday and off to many rallys on it, and in all the time we had it it needed a battery (some scumbag nicked it, but it still started on the kickstart and ran the same) and a couple of tyres plus a chain and sprocket kit. the front sprocket was so worn that it was like having an additional clutch, it would spin under the chain and the bike would slowly gather speed. i turned it round and it lasted another week. we did almost all our miles two up. it never failed to start and never broke down, would do about 65 mph flat out with us two on, and was a sweet runner for all that it was onlt 200cc. now after all these years, i have a longing for one again, nostalgia i know, and i would probably never ride it, but i just loved that little suzuki. if i had another, i would probably just wash it occasionally and smile at the happy memories it brought up.