My Technium knows that it will never be out-shown. It likes my ATB and even my C&V! Every time I get on it, it says to me in a friendly way, "Hold on to your hat, cowboy". No grudges, no ambivalence, no judgements. It's just her and me in this world.., heck.., she IS my world!
You saw the movie Seabisquit, right? It's kinda like that.
My bike is forever grateful that I defied convention and saw the great potential in her. She has rewarded me with her undying devotion (and performance) ever since.
Something really expensive could waltz up and try to get between her and me... She'd just turn beet red and grin: "Oh! Really?!"