OK fellow forumers... wow, I can't describe it. A feeling that only comes from the first time you get a bike on the road in regular, everday, who-ha traffic. A feeling that comes from not having a bike, to going to a bike called the R6... and what a journey it was today. The hours I was on it both night and day were incredible and indescribable. WARNING: long, but enjoyable; read on...
Went to loan place, got it settled. Went to dealership, wheeled it out, and started it up. I was scared out of my mind and nervous as haites, and for one minute I wanted to turn back and go home. My dad was watching and was already pissed b/c of "slow service" so that didn't help either. VROOM VROOM VROOOOOOOM I revved, and suddenly, my eye-lids flew to the sky, and I just couldn't think. All I could think of is that "man, I've never gotten to 35 mph so dang quick!" and then to 40 and BRAKES!!! "Man, this thing stops good too!" I thougt, and even though I had taken the motorcycle safety class (and passed with perfect scores on written and driving by the way), I was still a little nervous. After the parking lot laps, I then headed for home following my dad in his car. We went to the gas station, and somewhere in between there I thought, "Man, this is the most uncomfortable thing I've ever sat on... I'm choosing sex over the R6 now." After heading from the gas station and getting high octane -ouch- we soon headed home.
What I noticed on the R6 was that the faster you seemed to go the more comfortable it got. I got daring and took a few corners at around 45 degrees (give me a break guys, be easy on me), and it was sweet! I loved every twist, turn, shift, and shove and then I realized, wow, this is the best thing I've ever done. Instantly the fear and worry about comfort disappeared, and just the thought of "I have an R6, many people wished they had an R6... but don't. Wow, I feel great!" After home, I took it a spin to my old high school, everyone gathered around, looked... gleamed... stared... and got extremely jealous, lol. Then, I had to go to work. After work though, it was all on in the darkness -never before experienced- and it in itself is a whole different world, but great, and extremely satisfying. And once again, the beast parked in the perch, and waited yet again to be ridden by its new master...
-Solace
Went to loan place, got it settled. Went to dealership, wheeled it out, and started it up. I was scared out of my mind and nervous as haites, and for one minute I wanted to turn back and go home. My dad was watching and was already pissed b/c of "slow service" so that didn't help either. VROOM VROOM VROOOOOOOM I revved, and suddenly, my eye-lids flew to the sky, and I just couldn't think. All I could think of is that "man, I've never gotten to 35 mph so dang quick!" and then to 40 and BRAKES!!! "Man, this thing stops good too!" I thougt, and even though I had taken the motorcycle safety class (and passed with perfect scores on written and driving by the way), I was still a little nervous. After the parking lot laps, I then headed for home following my dad in his car. We went to the gas station, and somewhere in between there I thought, "Man, this is the most uncomfortable thing I've ever sat on... I'm choosing sex over the R6 now." After heading from the gas station and getting high octane -ouch- we soon headed home.
What I noticed on the R6 was that the faster you seemed to go the more comfortable it got. I got daring and took a few corners at around 45 degrees (give me a break guys, be easy on me), and it was sweet! I loved every twist, turn, shift, and shove and then I realized, wow, this is the best thing I've ever done. Instantly the fear and worry about comfort disappeared, and just the thought of "I have an R6, many people wished they had an R6... but don't. Wow, I feel great!" After home, I took it a spin to my old high school, everyone gathered around, looked... gleamed... stared... and got extremely jealous, lol. Then, I had to go to work. After work though, it was all on in the darkness -never before experienced- and it in itself is a whole different world, but great, and extremely satisfying. And once again, the beast parked in the perch, and waited yet again to be ridden by its new master...
-Solace
