Yamaha

I made a decision. She's mine now.

Let me paste the e-mail conversation with my girlfriend abroad the day I bought [a Yamaha YZF-R1]:

Martin to Lucy. Subject: Friday. I’m in love! Hi Gorgeous, sorry, but I have to share this story with you because it means a lot to me. Yesterday I completely fell in love, the moment I saw her. It was love at first sight. So I took her for a ride and it was great. I dreamed of her all night and I can’t stop thinking about her. I made a decision.She’s mine now. Here’s the pictures: http://loush.net/fotos/details.php?image_id=2053 Kiss. Martin. P.S. Looking forward to introduce her to you some sunny day!

Reply. Lucy to Martin. I hate you so much Martin!! You and your nasty jokes. My heartbeat stopped for a second. She is gorgeous and very sexy, I must say. Would wanna see a pic of you riding her! I am happy for you - it looks great. The three of us should meet up soon. Big hug. Lucy. P.S. Use protection.

Martin, Switzerland - 06 June 2007

A living memory of good times

As far as can I remember, Yamaha has always been part of my everyday life: As a child my Dad used to take me for a wild ride on his Yamaha motorcycle through the sunny villages of the South of France, and my Yamaha trumpet took me all the way from ‘all the wrong notes’’, to the national auditions. I remember the happy fishing holidays on my grandpa's motor boat, and finally when I purchased my own Yamaha Majesty 125 scooter; Mary, Aline, Claire and Anna all loved riding it too! Time vanished, and girlfriends did too, but that scooter kept its original shape and health. More than a musical instrument or a machine, it is actually a living memory of good times and past experiences. I actually grew-up on this brand, and now there is not a single moment of my life I can't relate back it to. This is my trusted Lovemark.

Nicolas, France, Metropolitan - 04 April 2005