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I don't know if the OP (Elite? LOL) is a troll or a tool (or both) but this gets my vote for worst thread of the year. Something tells me the OP is single, has no friends and looks really stupid on his scooter. Anyhow, there is NO shortage of scooters. If someone wants one they can get one delivered if the dealer is out of stock. Here in NJ the dealers will beg you to buy one because they aren't selling, period.

for the past 12 years I have been buying a new motorcycle every year in a non-ending search of finding the right one that pleases and excites me, I have found out its more exciting to want one than to own it, after I own it the excitement goes away,,, but the Yamaha Tmax changed that,, I still love it, it still excites me, I never had that feeling before and its beautiful man! In 2010 I was turned on to scooters by riding a friends Suzuki Burgman, loved it sooo much I rushed to the Suzuki Dealer to buy one, but the dealer shot me down and I crashed and lost hope thinking I will never own one, but just by accident I was at a Yamaha Dealer and the Tmax caught my eye, the dealer did everything he could do to talk me out of buying one where he wanted to sell me a Venture instead, but the more and more the dealer cut down the Tmax the more I wanted it (thats the secret when dealers cut down their own model, you know thats the best) test ride, loved it, took it home at a discounted price and loved it ever since. Sure! the same Suzuki Burgman guys I know cut it down saying the Tmax is never as good as the Burgman, but its 1/2 the price of a Burgman, can exceed any speed limit and has much better handling than a Burgman

I hope you guys understand without being insulted, but maybe some of you understand and know where I am coming from because you feel the same way I do,,, but I am such an excellent and highly skilled rider its tough finding any motorcycle that thrills and excites me, I have been riding so long that it come too thats its almost boring to ride, but the Tmax is different, its more than a motorcycle or scooter, I don't have to ride it for just fun anymore, its my commuter vehicle, its my vehicle I take shopping, to the Doctor, to that 200 mile business trip. I have found my perpose, I have found a motorcycle that does 2 things. I have even run it to an important meeting in a suit and tie, parking isn't a problem, easy on gas.

I am pretty new to riding still... but is this guy serious?

Nope

Seriously cuckoo

forgive me,, but i get carried away and emotional about my Tmax, its like a new experience for me where I have owned so many different types of motorcycles in the past and none have thrilled and excited me more than the Tmax, I never knew that how proper engineering can make it handle so perfect, how easy it is to ride, like you're flying on air, I mean all the other past motorcycles I have owned you had to be skilled, alert and fight the bike to make it handle and perform, but the Tmax is different, it seems like its alive, it has its own soul and it leans over those curves at 85 mph like I didn't do nothing, like i just sat there and went along for the ride. It feels like it has a 3 foot thick slab of concrete below the floor boards that holds it on the road, thats the best I can discribe it. I do understand my past experience of riding bikes that were hard to handle has made me better and more experienced so when I get on an easy bike to ride it makes it even more easy for me, its also sooo comfortable with excellent wind protection, I can go non-stop on a long road trip and feel calm and relaxed when i get there, no need to stop cause my butt is numb or wind blown, with my left hand free cause of no clutch lever to worry about I installed a drink holder and enjoy my hot or cold beverage at the same time cruising down the road at 70 mpg, and its so calm and quiet I can listen to the birds singing in the trees at 70 mph,, its sooo beatiful man and I get carried away and that spring fever is hitting me where I can't wait for the warmer weather so I can get my baby out

I just love it when i own a bike that nobody else owns, thats my destiny, I am happy Yamaha didn't offer the Tmax in their 2012 lineup, the thrill goes away when everybody owns the same bike, even when people cut down my Tmax it always stands out and attracts attention when its parked with other bikes, someday it will become a collectors item cause so few were made and sold, go ahead and spend $10K for a Burgman, or $12K for the BMW, but my $5K Tmax is better and will out-preform that expensive scooter.
You wish you was me!
You wish you owned a Tmax!

you paid $5000 for a scooter???? hahaha they saw you coming didnt they?

You could hear the tappets pound as they raced across the ground,
And the clatter of the wheels as they spun 'round and 'round.
And he bounced into market street, his badge upon his chest,
His name was Marvin, and he drove the fastest scooter in the west.

Now Ernie loved a widow, a lady known as Sue,
She lived all alone in Liddley Lane at number 22.
They said she was too good for him, she was haughty, proud and chic,
But Marvin got his cocoa there three times every week.

They called him Marvin
And he drove the fastest scooter in the west.

She said she'd like to bathe in milk, he said, "All right, sweetheart,"
And when he'd finished work one night he loaded up his cart.
He said, "D'you want it pasturize? 'Cause pasturize is best,"
She says, "Ernie, I'll be happy if it comes up to my chest."

That tickled old Marvin
And he drove the fastest scooter in the west.

Now Marvin had a rival, an evil-looking man,
Called Two-Ton Ted from Teddington and he drove the baker's van.
He tempted her with his treacle tarts and his tasty wholemeal bread,
And when she seen the size of his hot meat pies it very near turned her head.

She nearly swooned at his macaroon and he said, "If you treat me right,
You'll have hot rolls every morning and crumpets every night."
He knew once she sampled his layer cake he'd have his wicked way,
And all Marvin had to offer was a pint of oil a day.

Poor Marvin
And he drove the fastest scooter in the west.

One lunch time Ted saw Ernie's T-max outside her door,
It drove him mad to find it was still there at half past four.
And as he lept down from his van hot blood through his veins did course,
And he went across to Marvin's scoot and shoved a pork pie up it's zorst

Whose name was T-max
And he was the the fastest scooter in the west.

Now Marvin rushed out into the street, his scooter key in his hand,
He said, "If you wanna marry Susie you'll fight for her like a man."
"Oh why don't we play cards for her?" he sneeringly replied,
"And just to make it interesting we'll have a shilling on the side."

Now Marvin dragged him from his van and beneath the blazing sun,
They stood there face to face, and Ted went for his bun.
But Marvin was too quick, things didn't go the way Ted planned,
And a pint of castrol GTX sent it spinning from his hand.

Now Susie ran between them and tried to keep them apart,
And Marvin, he pushed her aside and a rock cake caught him underneath his heart.
And he looked up in pained surprise and the concrete hardened crust,
Of a stale pork pie caught him in the eye and Marvin bit the dust.

Poor Marvin
And he drove the fastest scooter in the west.

Marvin was only 52, he didn't wanna die,
And now he's gone to make deliveries on that scooter in the sky.
Where the customers are angels and ferocious dogs are banned,
And a scooter rider's life is full of fun in that fairy, land.

But a woman's needs are many fold and soon she married Ted,
But strange things happened on their wedding night as they lay in their bed.
Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the hinges of the gate?
Or Marvins's ghostly scooter rattling like an old crate?

They won't forget Marvin
And he drove the fastest scooter in the west.