You’ll find it uncomfortable, difficult to control in town and totally impractical. Within half an hour, you’ll feel like like you’ll never be able to walk upright again and that your left wrist/forearm has more muscle mass than the rest of your body put together, and it all hurts. But then you’ll find yourself on a bit of open road where you can open it up a bit, and all sense of practicality disappears, and you’ll fall in love. Then on the way back, when it’s all downside, misery and pain, you’ll still want one anyway.
Yep. With you on that. I’m not a sportsbike person, but there was a 996 in Snells and I very nearly did…..
My 696 is like that though.
It’s not keen on towns. It’s a bit lumpy.
The seat is a too hard (even my new touring seat’s not that good).
The riding position is rather long armed.
The forks are a bit stiff for me.
It vibrates a bit….
But then when the road clears and I wind it up, it makes the most astonishing noise. It begs and pleads to be thrashed. The gearbox is a delight so I change down just to hear the induction roar. I can tip it into a bend and it feels utterly, fantastcally, stable, then gas it out without fear. It makes me laugh out loud. Really. It’s got a mischevious character, a soul and I have no idea why it took me so long to get one.
Mrs PP has a 695. She got hers before I did. She test rode all sorts of bigger Jap bikes and a BMW. Of the new Honda Hornet she said “well, there’s nothing I don’t like about it, but there’s nothing I do like either”
The 696 was the smallest, slowest, cheapest bike she rode. The big grin when she came back said it all.
There’s something in the water in Bologna, I think…..
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