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DUCATI - nothing else compares. My first bike was a Monster 900. But I found it to be too squirrely on the hwy... wheelbase is too short, riding position too high, no fairing, etc. Then I got a 900ss. Ahhhhhhhh, perfect. What an awesome machine. Lean, light, fast, sexy, beautiful, TASTEFUL (unlike Japanese bikes) & soulful (ditto). There's nothing that sounds like a Ducati. Oh, and chicks dig it.
Yeah, you'll put it down and your mom will hate it. But so what. It's worth it. Personally, I quit riding because I just realized after a while and after putting the bike down a couple times that I'm just too spacey to ride. It requires total concentration at all times and I just space out now and then. And that's precisely when ***** happens. Be very very VERY careful. Dying is one thing. Game over. But if, like mine did, your fear of being hideously maimed becomes insistent, listen to that voice and stop. Wheelchairs aren't sexy.
Oh, but first.. don't limit yourself on the power of the bike. Don't believe for a moment that in a few months you won't be able to handle a big bike. I know you're a 911 nut, so you're going to want more performance real quick. Near the end of my riding career, I was always chopping the 900ss' throttle wide open, gunning it everywhere, wheelying, peeling out, etc. I sold the bike to a buddy and didn't ride it again for a year. When I got back on I couldn't believe the speed and couldn't fathom how I'd been chopping it open like that all the time. But you get used to it. Naw, you get addicted.
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~Hugh
'84 Carrera
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