I bought a 2008 gsxr 750 17 days ago and now it has some nice scratches: a cracked nose, scratched up mirror, scratched head light, and a little more general bullshit over the front and the left side. Apparently a douchebag at my gym doesn't know how to back out of a friggin parking spot. Who the hell walks up to their truck, where my bike is in clear view next to it cus it is on the side you must walk from, hops in and doesn't bother to notice a bike in the mirrors? My bike was in the middle of that parking spot too, not even tight to the sides. WTF? At least this guy was nice enough to leave a business card. Funny thing was I had seen the card on my seat and thought why the hell is there a business card with a guys name on it saying call me, I chucked it and started to ride off. Went to check my mirrors and realized it had been bent in, had to go back and find the card. I am so incredibly mad but have nothing to freak on, I called the guy and he was totally cool and apologetic. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.