I've spent many hours converting my DRZ400E to make it street legal. I bought everything that the S has differently (including the wiring harness) to make my E the same as the S but in keeping the wonderful jetted E engine. Even swapped the frames so I had a certificate of origin. I live in CT and in order to make it street legal, I have to go to the only state run "composite" vehicle inspection center and you have to make an appointment at the states main motor-vehicle center. So, I scheduled an appointment a month ago (takes that long to get a time slot). I take the day off from work. I plan to leave way in advance to trailer it across the state. I call to confirm my appointment at 3 and they say I'm good to go. I show up way early (2 hours early) for my 3pm appointment. I get all of the paperwork done first in a separate building packed with too many people to count and lines out the doors (something they don't tell you on the website or if you call)... you'd think they'd have the paper work at the garage where the people perform the inspection and fill out other paper work. I pay my $88. But I'm so early that I don't care about the lines and delays. I then wait in the parking lot with the bike until it's 2:20 because I didn't want my truck and trailer blocking their area while I waited. I head to the garage and get the bike off and ready for the inspection by a little after 2:30 watching the two inspection people and waiting my turn. One inspection person (ex-state police) was goofing around in a squad car with some guy setting up some new computer thing... goofed around for probably more than 30 minutes; watched while I waited in line and unloaded the bike. I finally went over to the only working inspector because many cars that were behind me in line were going through. I thought they had earlier appointments but thought I'd just let them know I'm waiting; even though they could see me and I was only about 80 feet away. The woman tells me that my appointment was at 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My stomach sank... living in CT most of my life I know how Kafkaesque things can get here. I thought I was perfectly within the lines. I even confirmed my appointment earlier in the day. I took time off. I was dumbfounded. She must have just saw my name when I called and and didn't check the time I mentioned much earlier in the day when she said I was good to go. She said she'd double check. SO I went back and waited. It was approaching my appointment now and the other very rude officer finally starts working and yells from the garage, "reschedule!". I can't tell you the array of emotions that went through me sitting there patiently waiting on my trailer. I try calling the DMV main building 200 feet to my left to ask what is going on?!? I can't get through. I go wait in line to get to the information desk (line is now even further out the door). They tell me to speak to a manager. I wait in the manager line for a long time. They tell me there's nothing they can do and to go to the commercial vehicle inspection office (BIG 3 floor huge building). I finally convince a worker there to get someone in charge over and the head guy (another x-cop) comes out of his secret office. He tells me it's too late to get it done (now it's 3:50, they close at 4). I tell them it takes 5 minutes to look at the bike, that I've been there since 1:30 ready!!!! ... and all of the info above. He said no, the inspection people are busy. So I slowly walk out to the inspection garage to pack up my bike and they are NOT busy!!!! I walk up to the inspection lady and she said she would have inspected it if I had waited!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I waited all day in line and they told me to go away quite rudely!!! It was as if they really just wanted to stick it to me and to top it off, I was at her post at 5 minutes to 4pm with the bike right there and she would just check the turn signals, brake light, horn, and speedometer. I was livid internally. I went to my trailer to load the bike, there's just nothing that you can do! Even if my appointment was for 2, I was there in front of them at 2:30 and it only takes 5 f'ing minutes to look at the bike and sign off. Come 4:02 she had the door shut and was driving away. I just can't mention enough how helpless I feel about the entire thing. Day off from work. Trailering it across the state (now have to wait a month or more to do it again) Called and confirmed before I left. so on, and so on... My girlfriend is a writer and quite good. She's going to write up the entire story (she was with me the entire time and went her separate way to try and see what she could do while I tried... both meeting the same end result and both ending up the the head guys office at 5 minutes to 4pm). AT my next appointment, I'm going to leave the story printed on fluorescent yellow paper with every official I see and a stack on the writing tables for the poor people to read while waiting in those horrid lines. I'm sure I left out some other horrible things. My GF will write them up. We won't embellish, we'll just state the facts and she'll write it in a way that can describe the horror I went through. I bet something else will go wrong next time... it has to, it's the CT DMV.