I don't think you are wrong in this situation, and I am not saying I am right. I am just saying that there is two sides to this. I appluad you for being able to handle the Busa as your first bike. You are enjoying it right? And doing it well so I see no problem with that. For the most part though new riders can't do that. They typically don't have the restraint or knowledge, and they don't have the experience. But I do envy those who were able to ride it as thier first and get it down.I will agree with you that you can't judge maturity solely on age. You're right, there are a lot of grown men and women out there that are extremely immature. I'm done with this argument because it's never going to end. I'm never gonna convince you that you're wrong, and you're never going to convince me that I'm wrong. But my point still stands, there are some out there that can handle it, and I really don't appreciate you and others on this board acting like it's the dumbest thing in the world for someone to buy the busa first. Basically, if they're not responsible enough to have a busa, then their simply not responsible enough for a motorcycle. Period. Any bike is dangerous, and at least the busa has more of a tendancy to keep the front end down than say a 600 or liter bike. Both will pick up the front very quickly, and without much, or any, warning. That, in my oppinion, is more dangerous than simply having a fast bike. Sorry to nissan for the thread jack; I'm done with my arguments in this thread.Do i think all newbies are shitty riders?? No. Do i think all newbiew are inexperienced riders. Hell yes. You can't gauge a persons maturity level on there age. I have seen plenty of people in their thirties buy a top end sports bike because they just had to have the biggest and best thing out there. They get on the road and go into "look at me" mode and get hurt.Thanks for assuming that ALL newbies are #1 shitty riders, #2 retards that are gonna do stupid things and ride way out of their limit. I rode a buddies 600 for a total of probably 200-400 miles before gettin my busa. Have I killed myself? No. Have I riden out of my limit? No. Why? Because I value my life, and I love my bike and I don't want to loose either one. Was I scared? No. Just respectful of the beast. I can't stand it when people on here say that no matter what it's the dumbest decision you can possibly make buying a busa for your first bike. It's not. It's all in the maturaty level of the one buying it. Would you give a 16 year old a lambo for his first car? No. Why? He's not mature enough. I bet that IlveMyNissan probably isn't 16. If you're mature enough to handle it and respect the power that it can deliver and you understand that if/when you drop it, it will cost you a pretty large amount of money to repair. Just from not having experience riding and the fact that the thing weighs 500lb. Get some frame sliders or crash bars and you'll be fine. Most newbie drops are parking lot speed.i need to compensate.
Seriously, though. This is not a good choice for a first bike. You will end up getting yourself killed. Would you put a 16y.o. in a lambo as soon as they got thier license?
There are some people out there mature enough to handle it as thier first bike I will admit. They are few and far between though IMHO.
I wasn't implying nissan was 16. I was comparing a person who just got thier driver's license to someone who is just starting to ride a bike.
Now i applaud you for not going crazy on the bike. I do feel though that you don't have the experience that is necessary to handle a bike with the capabilities as a Busa. Esecially if something goes wrong. Is that saying you ARE going to hurt yourself? No. Not at all. I am saying the probability is greater for you to get hurt on this bike as opposed to a smaller bike just starting out.
+1 Ride In Peace WaltAwesome story man. Sorry to hear about your friend. It's always hard losing someone that close. I hope you have many more years of riding enjoyment, and every time you get on that busa I'm sure you'll think of the story you just shared with us. And welcome to the org. We're always happy to have new members.What brought me to a busa? well that is a great story, one for the ages. It's a story about great friendship, divine intervention, the love of all things two wheeled and a bit of learning how to weld.
We all have that one friend, you know, that one who can fix anything. That one friend who may not be the most tactful, or best educated but still manages to teach you more about life than anyone else. My friend was named Walt(or Lee depending on who you were talking to). Walt was one of those guys who was born taking things apart. You could give that man a pile of scrap steel a motor and a welder and ask him for a helicopter. Well by the end of the week you would have one, it make look like it would take your head off but by golly ( did I just say that?) you would have something that flew. Walt started teaching me how to ride, at the time He had a chopped out Vulcan 1500 and his wifes 800 nomad. Years of riding with him beats any motorcycle saftey class you can take.( plus you learn great riding games as "road kill soccer" or spray your friend with the water bottle at 30mph) Walt was always doing repair work for people, mainly people in his CMA group ( Christian Motorcycle Association). He was also helping me with my cb550 chopper. One day whilst working on the chopper He told me that he was getting a wrecked sport bike as payment for doing some repair work for a guy. All he knew was that it was greater than 600cc's and it was a sport bike. He told me that if it wasn't fixable he was going to turn it into a go-cart.
Anyway a few weeks later I get a call from Walt, He was so happy, he was like a kid on christmas day. His new/wrecked sport bike came in. "Guess what I got?"
"I dunno, a box of twinkies?"
"No, man come on guess..."
"Umm, I hate these games,"
"Dude guess"
"Now you are sounding like my girlfriend.."
"Dude!!!"
"Umm ok your bike didn't come in did it?"
"Yeah, its a 2000 hayabusa..!!!!"
"No-Freaking-way"
"Yup. come over I got it running already"
So I Hightail it across town, and arrive at his house only to be greated by this monstrosity of a bike in the driveway. It was half stripped down. No front cowl/headlight, no side panels, scratched up, bent right handle bar.
"Hop on, you wont believe how fast this thing is"
"Ummm is this agood idea?"
"yeah why?"
"cause with you and I on a bike, thats like 600lbs of male"
"So, it doesnt matter"
SO I hop on, and am treated to the fastest trip around the block ever.
Anyway after getting it all straightened out. We went on to ride that and his 1500 Vulcan for the next 3-4 years.
Unfortunatly Walt died last summer, the week after we took one of the best rides to the omaha zoo. I have sort of inherited this bike from him. I have come to realize, that in life you spend times as "That guy with that friend" or sometimes you get to be "That friend" to someone.