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ra And already quite a lot 'of time I turned my head to feel like a custom.

The symptoms had blown a couple of years, I had also declared here on the blog. But it was much to my disappointment with the current bike, far from it.

The FJR1300 is faithful already the second of its kind that I have and I can not ask for more at half that got away on dirt roads in Tunisia as the Nürburgring Nordschleife.

A bike angry and pasted the road, safe braking and a tailored driving position for me, allowing me to do taken from 800-1000 miles a day and many rifarne the next day.

So why a custom?

Braking poor, one third of the horses in front of the same weight the FJR1300, driving position in the long run you tired limits maneuverability in sharp turns and so on and so forth.
For me, the custom is a kind of "antimoto, a combine gleaming traveling at 80-100 kmh on the state and has no competitive aspirations.

E 'complete relaxation, laziness of not change gears, braking and not braking late reasoned, the curve instead of the broad brush strokes and sudden change of direction.

Instead of the 4-cylinder that fires raging horses up to the red zone, the custom bike is that the revolution has not even there ...

welcomes you with the contrast between the black paint and its bright chrome, with spoked wheels and handlebars widely, we shook with the vibrations (not excessive for the truth) of his classic V-Twin and gets you around in the air on the face without awakening in you the competitive instinct, that makes you go faster than 10 km cornering and braking later than 5 meters.

There is a right time for that, I certainly did not intend to give it up, but with a custom I wanted to give me something different but I like the same.

of you would never wanted to order two desserts instead of one? Why having to choose between the profiteroles and tiramisu?

No one will want me if this time I ordered two desserts. Very different but I like the same way.

Yesterday I took the Kawasaki VN900 and I've done over a hundred miles. I have really enjoyed them and make them a lot more than just the weather improves.

There is a saying in Italian American who does not rhyme, but it says something like this: the difference between men and boys is the price of their toys.