This is a story about me, zeocen.
I bought my first 250 off a fellow kb'er after joining this site, a GPX Ninja 250r 1990, FireFight gave me a damn good deal on a damn good bike, I would firstly like to thank him for that. I did not have much money, and he was generous with the price.. this allowed me to get into biking with appropriate gear, and get into biking as not only a hobbie, but a lifestyle change.
I now have my full license, I got it without hassle about 3 weeks ago. Before that I bought a ZZR600 1990 (I like my old bikes, what can I say?), so I had my gpx 250 and ZZR600 before I got my full, of course temptation would take it's course and I would ride the 600 up the road to the dairy (less than a minute, literally) before I got my full, but never further.. no insurance. So I stuck to my 250 and I was damn happy to do so.
But I could not keep both, I took a small loan out to buy the 600, and the 250 had to go. I felt sad, as this was my first bike, quite like a first guitar it has sentimental value.
These two videos below are me riding my 250 to the new owners house. The end is cheesey as hell, because I made it that way. But at the same time, when I left it there, and when I reviewed it, I actually was sad. It was like giving your pet to someone else.. you want to tell them everything, how to feed it, what food it likes, how it likes to be scratched...
When I have the funds to buy another 250 I will, I had the best time of my life on one and even though I do admittedly have more fun on the 600, the 250 is the revitalisation of my youth that started everything. I may even try track down the same 250 and see if the current owner is willing to sell. It was very hard to give up.
So I put this to you, if you have the space and the money to keep your 250, do it, you won't regret it.. having two bikes is a blessing. Having a 250 that can run 400km+ on a tank of gas and the flickability of a paper plane is blissful. I love my 600, but 250's will always be in the back of my mind.
So long, Black Beauty, gone but not forgotten, not by a mile
Part 1 (6 min)
Part 2 (6 min)
yeah It's cheesey, but shit, it's a memory worth keeping. The vehicle that changed my life
Now - bring on summer and long, LONG tours on my 600.
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