We have a gravel driveway with about a 3-4" straight edge slab to overcome to get into the garage. Also, the way the cages were parked in the driveway the garage had to be entered at an angle. Anyway, Tina got on the bike, started it and immediately commented on how different the clutch felt. She tried several times to get it going but it would stall or almost stall. The stiffer clutch feel was making her hand tired and cramped. All this time I was trying to give words of encouragement but they really didn't help. I got tired of watching so I turned my back for a second (to see what else I could get into) and about that time I heard the engine rev way up then I heard her yell, in a oh shit tone, "CRAIG!!!" I quickly turned around and the first thing I noticed was the rear wheel spinning at a rapid rpm and the front wheel up against the slab. The next thing happened too fast for anyone to do anything about it, the front wheel jumped the slab and the bike rocketed toward the sidewall of the garage. The propane grill slid over while the propane tank came flying off of the grill (good thing the tank was empty) and a 5 gallon bucket went flying across the garage. Simultaneously, Tina went airborn and slammed into the handle bar. I must say both the bike and Tina fared pretty well. The bike has a small scuff on front fender, the rt turn signal was pressed up against garage door frame but came back to position when I rolled the bike back (found out that turnsignals are rubber mounted), the head lamp bezel and bucket were damaged. She just hurt her rt "headlamp" and rt hand (I think the pride was a little injured too).