Don't know about 125s in Canadialand, but I paid $150 for my 125, all it needs are new plastics, the current ones are faded, and I bought a front fender and tire. It's probably the funest trike I own.
This is my trike. There are many like it but this one is mine. My trike is my best friend, and it is my life. I must master it as I must master myself. My trike without me is useless. Without my trike, I am useless. I must ride my trike true. My trike and I know that what counts is not the amount of miles we ride, but the time we ride together. My trike is human in it's own ways, therefore I will learn it as my brother. I will learn it's weaknesses, it's strengths, it's parts, and it's soul.