Now you've got me excited. I've had my fears about the 12's tires giving it too spongy a feel, or that my 8-timing will be off for the 12's rubber's-lag-response time.

I wrote an email to Lee Everett, but it seems like you'd be the perfect person to answer the questions I asked her.....read the below email and see if you'd like to add more to what you've already said about the 12 to us.

If there's a new learning curve for the 12 or it needs new tires every six weeks, it all paled to insignificance for me when I read your, "It's a monster." That statement obliterates a lot of concerns for me, so thanks for sharing your excitement. I'm pumped.

You guys have a tiger by the tail. The Trikke is an absolutely promotable product that enhances human life almost magically. The heads just keep turning as I trikke my local byways. It's a genuine phenomenon -- right up there with the hula hoop, yo-yo, or pogo stick in terms of its immediate visual allure -- it has that "Hey, lemme try that thing" spontaneous urgency to connect with the product. If your utility patent is broad enough, there's no stopping Trikke from becoming a runaway hit as you saturate the markets. Your competitors are putting out junk (from all the reports I've read,) and I see Trikke Tech gaining lion's share of the market. I have done start-up businesses, and I have never seen a better product by so many business measures. Go! Go! Go!

The minds here at this yahoo group are a great resource for you. Everyone here is deeply dedicated to muscle-powered travel, and they've been/done there/that and got a drawer full of tee-shirts, and yet their excitement about the Trikke is still at that honeymoon-high stage. Use us. When initial excitement doesn't fade, it shows that the Trikke is holding its own when compared to bikes, kickbikes, and scooters. Un-like the hula hoop, the Trikke won't fade. It's too deep, too cool, too unique to not burst upon the American consciousness and become a kid-staple.

I've been sedentary all my life, and yet the Trikke got my potato off the couch. Suddenly exercise is not just fun, it's a creative blast that has you angry at yourself when you get tired and have to get off the Trikke. I can't be the only person who's been so enamored. I can't be the only one who's seen muscle mass and definition blossom so fast I feel like a Fairy Godmother gave me some sort of magical zap.

I know I'm gushing here, but it's the Trikke's fault! And now, having put all the above through my nervous system, I have to go carve for the third time today -- I can't put my attention on trikking without a hunger arising. "It's not transportation, it's transformation."...and you can use this motto too if you like it.

Edg -- orbiting in Wausau.