the ride report for the Streetie, as it stands. all i can say is this is a lot of bike in a little package. i had to pick the bike up early this morning because the seller had to be somewhere else all day. it's in the 30s and i was on the back of my buddy's fizzer down to Quincy 30 minutes-ish away. handed him the cash, he signed the title over. done.
i hopped on the Streetie with four layers on and long underwear under my jeans. One block from the riding away, first intersection, took a right and just as the bike was leaning over i rolled over a crosswalk as i rolled on a wee bit of throttle. . . aaand the bike spins out from under me. Damn you, crosswalks!
no real harm done to the bike other than a busted right turn signal, a little rash on a few bolt on parts (end of front brake lever, mirror etc), and i need a new foot brake lever. no harm to me other than my pride and the lamentation that I won't really have a chance to get any real time in the saddle until the Spring. At least I won't have to be waiting for that first drop
A cup of coffee and 20 or 30 minutes to calm down and we were headed back to Boston. From what little time I've had with it I'll say that it's a lot of bike in a wee little package. My only complaint is that it's a bit twitchy on the throttle--magnified by smaller diameter throttle grip (note to self: get larger diameter grips), but that's also me coming from a carb'd twin. Man, this thing is gonna be a blast to ride when I get the hang of it, and for longer trips it's gonna be able to chew up miles without breaking a sweat. Speed-to-rpm it was right in line with my friend's FZ6 but with more grunt in reserve at speed.
Man, I'd really like to have a couple of weeks to ride the bike around and get comfy on the bike, but that's not gonna happen. Come Spring it's going to be like being a new rider all over again (but, of course, wiser than a true newbie). With this little hiccup--plus the incident that had me out getting a new bike in the first place--I've lost a smidge of confidence, but I'll be back in the Spring excited to go through the paces with a new sled.
edit: three hours of relaxation, warming up, watching Premiership matches, and i went and bonded with the new girl. . . removed the right indicator, adjusted the controls to a more comfy postion, and basically gave her pat on the butt and said
"i know baby, it wasn't your fault."