so the fiancee and i decided to take advantage of a beautiful summer saturday afternoon and go for a nice leisurely ride. i got the bike out and started it up. i noticed a piece of grass on the frame just below the seat. strange. i figured it blew up there...somehow. anyway, no time to dwell on it, and off we went. it was a beautiful day and the ride was great. on the way back i saw that i had about 1/4 of a tank, so i headed for a gas station. this is where i first had a bad sensation. my gas gage started going up. by the time i got to the station, i had over 1/2 a tank. very strange. i lifted the seat to fill it up, and there was more grass. lots of it. all stuffed up under the seat. friggin field mice got into the garage and made a nest under there!!!! i rode home and took the seat off. the nest was all the way up under the passenger seat on top of the computer. and of course the little fokkers had to start chewing on anything that was under there. they got all of the insulation off of the wires going to the tail light, they chewed through some of the plastic on the computer and began gnawing on other wires and such. crap. so now it's on. previously i had let the little bastards peacefully co-exist with me, but they drew first blood. time to pay. i do have visions of 'caddy shack' in my mind, but that was a much smarter gopher. field mice should be a piece of cake.