No regrets about the Yamaha R6

My mother-in-law asked me if I regretted dropping that much money on a big-bore bike. I said, "No, ma."

No regrets because 15,000 km with her gave me a pile of memories. Memories of speeds so high that once you've touched them, you shouldn't touch them again even if you get the chance. Memories of road trips. Memories of two face-plant crashes I thought I wouldn't walk away from. Memories of a traffic cop pulling me over not to fine me but to borrow the bike for a quick ride because it was beautiful (the bike never got ticketed, for the record).

No regrets because I don't even know what I'd be regretting. Regret that the money could have bought a house, a plot of land? Started a company? Or regret that if I hadn't bought the bike, that money would now be worth five times as much without me having to lift a finger?

I would really regret it if I hadn't bought this bike....

By the way, selling the Yamaha R6 2013, Japan official import, as pictured :))). Anyone who brings me a buyer gets a commission.