My wife was riding her '05 grey Maj through downtown Sacramento last week. She wears a full-face helmet with a smoked visor, black Olympia jacket and pants, black gloves and boots. A guy in a sedan leaned out his window at a stoplight and asked, "I don't see a shifter, what is that?" Debbie says, "It's a scooter, it has an automatic transmission." As soon as she started to speak, the guys mouth dropped open, he sputters a bit, and does this unintentional Hank Hill impression, "Wha... you're a GIRL!" Debbie said she bust out laughing and almost fell off the bike right there. Then the light changed and she was able to roll on the throttle and was away.