I have given up before. I gave up on motorcycles. Don't get me wrong - I love motorcycles - the speed, the sound, the chrome, the leather - yay! I especially like riding on the back of a motorcycle. But alas, without a man with a motorcycle, I wasn't riding. So many years ago, I bought myself a motorcycle. I found that without someone to ride with, I didn't like riding. I had too many other things to do than sit on my butt and cruise around town solo. Plus the bike scared me - I wasn't 100 percent comfortable in traffic. Everyday I didn't ride, I felt guilty - why did I buy that bike if I was just going to let it sit there and rust? I'd take it out on a sunny day and it would later start to rain - ouch! (Raindrops hurt at speed.) Wet roads were even more scary. When I saw the results of a horrible motorcycle accident (the biker died at the scene), that was it for me - I sold the bike.
Here's the PEZ bike that was at Candy Expo: