So I takes my KTM into Boyds yesterday for a new tyre (and to fix the bent rim - railway sleeper at 120km/h ~ ouch).
I asked Graham if I could borrow summat to get me home, and he gave me a B King...
Wow. My initial reaction was that the styling must have been worked out by a coupla Design Students whilst they were watching the Transformers Movie and snorting cocaine.
There is a certain humour to it however, for anyone you pass will treated to the sight of a pair of the ugliest mufflers in Christendom. Therefore other road users are subjected to not only the indignity of being passed at a warp factor that Scotty couldn't achieve with a three galaxy run up, but are forced to look at the worst piece of industrial design since the Austin Princess.
Once on the bike, the ugliness goes away. Due to it's motardish handlebars, and no fairing, it gives the illusion of being small (or smaller, anyway), and God help, me - it's quite nimble. A touch of oversteer at low speeds, but once the National Speed Limit is achieved, the thing can be punted about with aplomb.
There was initially a bit of a good news / bad news element to the thing though, as it was raining when I rode off. On the way in, on my 950, I had been very careful as I was riding a 100hp dirtbike with bald knobblies on a wet road. On the way back, I was very very very careful and cognisant of the fact that not only did this thing have 160+ horsepower, it was also equipped with a $1,500 excess (ironically imposed by Yours Truly in his day job as an Insurance Underwriter).
More thoughts on a dry road, later...
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