OB_Tom Mitchell
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It's really disappointing that it seems like any time a rider puts a heart-felt message on this board they always get slaughtered for their thoughts. OK guys, we've got big bikes, big egos, and yes, a few big heads and "other" big things and who knows - maybe some of those that respond even have sufficient years behind clip-ons to justify having an attitude. But save the attack mode for profiling past the teenagers at the Golden Arches. The reality is, this guy was merely expressing some thoughts that I am certain have crossed all of our minds since we have owned our Busas. Granted, the majority have thought about the issue for a split second and discarded it as weak notion, but it has still passed the mind. But some of us have thought about it a little longer than a split second. I for one agree with a lot of what he is saying. I've owned about a dozen bikes, most of them sportbikes and one of them a turbo. Yes, I love the power of this bike and push it to the limits: my tire is worn to the edges. But no, it isn't the bike to end-all bike searches. As some of you jocks put a few years on, you're going to find that even though you can handle the best of the current best, you look back and find a particular weird bike that stood out from the rest in terms of fun. For me, it was the Yam RZ because it was the last street stroker and you could terrorize the neighborhood and yourself with the paint-peeling scream of the motor while laying down a blue smoke screen worthy of a destroyer. Horsepower? I don't know, maybe 36. Fun quotient 100. Sure, I love blasting down freeway entrance ramps for triple digit merges and do so oh too frequently, but when you feel like you've got to do it on every ride, every commute, every time every time, it is just ... different from other bikes that are good in their own ways. I know for fact, because I have heard it from a half dozen other BUSA riders, that as much as we love our BUSAs and think that they are among the best, if not the best, bikes they have ever owned (as I believe), we have said or thought the same thing: "I'm either going to go to jail or get killed on this thing." In a rare moment of sanity, one has to agree that there is a modicum of doubt if not regret in such a thought REGARDLESS OF HOW MUCH WE LOVE OUR BUSAS!