Bought a NASTY FZR 600 offa guy,who actually turned wrenches for a Team Kawasaki.
Long story short,I cut the check,rode away and mebbe 10 minutes later,tried to highside myself in the marbles on the approach to a bridge. Best move seemed like to bail...so I did and ricocheted purty good offa guardrail at 120mph+. Knocked mosta my shoes off me,did my Hickory Shirt no favors and wearing a helmet was the best idea of the prior 10 minutes. All of which was better news than sailing off into the gorge over/through the bridge.(grin)
I'd still need to see/feel/hear 6th gear at redline,so am content to watch...because I KNOW I am powerless....................