Cant say im in love yet, but I know when the lusting started. This past December, Christmas day, I was outside using a couple of my R/C cars when my little brother's friend comes riding up the block on his '03 Banshee which he has had for about 6 months. I asked him a few questions and he offered to let me take it for a quick spin. I jumped on the machine and got the quick briefing. Started he up, put her in 1st, little bit of throttle, eased out the clutch and she stalled. He says "dont be a pussy, give it some more gas". Started her up again. Gave her some more gas and eased out the clutch a little quicker. At that instant I was overwhelmed by its power as it darted along the sidewalk. Like many other people have experienced, the need for speed took me over and was now in control. I wheelied off the sidewalk and into the street brought it down and was in 6th gear in a matter of seconds. Dead cold of December about 15*F w/o the wind, no gloves, no mask; my face, hands and eyeballs are in pain but I couldnt let off . Ever since then I've been on the search for a Banshee. Soon enough I'm sure I'll find her.