In a previous life, I had a bike. And fuck was it awesome! It wasn't a crotch-rocket, even though that's what I kind of wanted. Instead I made the sensible decision to get a more relaxed cruiser as my first bike. But what it lacked in off-the-mark speed, it made up for grin-factor. - Blasting through the night at 100+kmph, swooping corners and scraping pegs I'd whoop and laugh inside my helmet like a fuckin kid on kristmas morning.
Now... now I'm ready for the sports bike. There's an R6 out there somewhere with my name on it, but Mr VisaCard says it'll be a pipe-dream for a while yet. He wants his pound of flesh first.