Tex: "As most Connie riders are aware, at some point their motorcycle will whisper, shout, holler, scream, or otherwise tell them the bike's name. Lorena quietly told me hers one day on the way to work. As we were blazing up the carpool lane, she quietly mentioned that if I didn't treat her right, she would arrange to remove significant and important parts of my anatomy. Recalling another temperamental female and her husband's embarrassing fate, I realized that the bike was telling me a bit about her personality, and she was instantly dubbed "Lorena"!"