So it's been a very fun first day for this Team Pearl White member who finally "became a man" today. And while all of the salacious tales that have sustained me through the cold lonely months, nay, years of my proverbial pubescence have proven to be true.....there is one disconcerting thing that none of the older kids told me might happen This afternoon, there I was, creeping up behind some oblivious pedestrians in a shopping center, making zero engine noise....well at least I thought I was creeping. Turns out they were able to hear my TM3 due to the embarrassing plasticy squeaking noise coming from all 4 aerowheels (presumably the covers themselves). It's very audible with the windows down from 15 mph and under. Has anyone heard of this, or is it one of those shameful taboo secrets we should never speak of?