the old man had one of these when i was born, combined with the fact that their where no "nanny" laws in place meant that i could "happily" ride in the back in my basonet Which i ocasionally fell out of after a good emergency stop ect, in which case the front bench seat stops you from going any further Ah, the good ol days b4 nanny states.... (this could also relate to why i am like this today...too many hits to the head )