Jumped on motorcycle, put key in and key wouldn't go in all the way but I had not noticed. Tried turning key. Assumed I had but it wouldn't start. Jumped off, checked kill switch was off, petrol tap was on, plugs plugged in etc. Jumped on again, VERY angry motorcyclist comes towards me, "Oi, What the Fcku dya think yer doin'?" Turns round. I'm on the wrong bike. Him, seeing I was female, calmed down by 99% as if a female biker doing this sort of thing was a regular occurrence. My bike was now visible, two bikes down. Blushed proper.