ronsaw
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Went to the dealer yesterday, as I had a gift card from the Dealer that was part of my NC purchase last year. Closing in on a year since I purchased it, and the gift card expired soon.
Saw a late-model, clean VMax inside (walk right past it, Ron...).
Quick background, my late father in law had a 1986 in flawless condition since new - with a 60HP nitrous oxide kit he installed. That bike could haze the tire in 2nd, 3rd, and 4th on the bottle. He could be sitting straight upright, running hard through the gears, and neck and neck with me...while I was on my ZX9R in a race -tuck...AND WAS RIDING TWO-UP with his wife. This is no B.S. - this thing ran HARD.
OK back to yesterday. My salesman recognized me, saw me looking at the VMax...and waited to approach until I threw a leg over. "Lets take it outside". Oh, come on, just looking..."really, why?"
Outside it goes - "you rode in, right?"
Well yeah, but -
"Here we are...see you in a few"
"Huh? - Well"
Key on - Brap Brap Brap!!!
First gear - nice and easy...wow.
Second - ok let's roll into OH - MY - GOD - I'M - LOOSING - GRIP - YOU'VE - GOT - TO - BE - FREAKING - KIDDING - ME!!
Go back - go back -
OK blood pressure dropping - that was, just, damn....
I left on my NC, gift card used, with a pair of summer riding gloves and some oil and a filter.
The VMax is an "extra" bike to someone who can afford one - a heavy, strong armed muscle bike, that shakes heads, eats fuel (80-90 miles per tank) and looks like Arnold Schwarzenegger in his prime. Completely unnecessary for me (I would get in trouble or worse anyway). It is like having an big powered musclecar in the garage that you turn loose now and then. IT IS INSANE!
I love my Honda - it is not going anywhere.
But holy smoke show Batman.
Saw a late-model, clean VMax inside (walk right past it, Ron...).
Quick background, my late father in law had a 1986 in flawless condition since new - with a 60HP nitrous oxide kit he installed. That bike could haze the tire in 2nd, 3rd, and 4th on the bottle. He could be sitting straight upright, running hard through the gears, and neck and neck with me...while I was on my ZX9R in a race -tuck...AND WAS RIDING TWO-UP with his wife. This is no B.S. - this thing ran HARD.
OK back to yesterday. My salesman recognized me, saw me looking at the VMax...and waited to approach until I threw a leg over. "Lets take it outside". Oh, come on, just looking..."really, why?"
Outside it goes - "you rode in, right?"
Well yeah, but -
"Here we are...see you in a few"
"Huh? - Well"
Key on - Brap Brap Brap!!!
First gear - nice and easy...wow.
Second - ok let's roll into OH - MY - GOD - I'M - LOOSING - GRIP - YOU'VE - GOT - TO - BE - FREAKING - KIDDING - ME!!
Go back - go back -
OK blood pressure dropping - that was, just, damn....
I left on my NC, gift card used, with a pair of summer riding gloves and some oil and a filter.
The VMax is an "extra" bike to someone who can afford one - a heavy, strong armed muscle bike, that shakes heads, eats fuel (80-90 miles per tank) and looks like Arnold Schwarzenegger in his prime. Completely unnecessary for me (I would get in trouble or worse anyway). It is like having an big powered musclecar in the garage that you turn loose now and then. IT IS INSANE!
I love my Honda - it is not going anywhere.
But holy smoke show Batman.