Oh yes, riding in a shitty ill fitting Kangol helmet, ex MOD army gear for bike riding, about as waterproof as tissue paper.
Early 70,s I had the Lambretta then, no females willing to ride on that pile of crap as there was no guarantee that it would get us to the next village without something falling off or breaking.
I was with the 1st wife in the middle 70,s she tolerated the bike, hardly ever had her tits in my back as they were usually in my brothers hands.
Present wife was my pillion in the late 70,s when she was a slender thing, she was happy to ride pillion as we were together and sometimes riding to a destination, bike gear was still crap though, had some good times, but also been wet from head to toe and miserable too.