Kevin Jones
Registered
Hello everyone, it has been a long time since I have ridden. My last bike (at one time I had 3 bikes and no car) was a Honda Hurricane 1000. I sold it when I went into the Army and joined a unit that it was forbidden to ever be more than 45 mins-1 hour away and I knew I would never ride again. I always felt the longing but it was not possible to own one. Flash forward to 2007 Iraq. It was the first time in my life, ever, that I would come home and actually have a little money. Being a lower enlisted in the service, forget toys. This was different. And so I visualized that once again I might have a bike. I looked around and fell in love with the Falcon. Not simply for its speed or grace, but it was something that felt like me. Unfortunately I had a transmission go out and an accident shortly after returning from Iraq and my money vanished. I waited. I waited. I drove the same truck I paid cash for for 10 years. I finally had my chance. I told my girlfriend of 2 years what I was going to do and she gave me an ultimatum that if I bought a bike, she would leave me. I was so angry and still am, that I do not want to talk about it. Best to say, we are having problems and she does not even know I bought an '02 Busa yesterday. Nor will I tell her yet. I will not let someone, even someone I love, take my dreams away. They are part of me. And I said I was'nt going to talk about it. Well, I hope to learn from you all and I know less than nothing about this bike right now. My dad asked why I bought something so fast. I said that I was told by one of those pit riders, the ones that rode in a circle all up and down in the circus, total sickos. That if you have a bike that you are not afraid of, you need to sell it. You will hurt yourself. I truly believe that. Just like my weapons, I respect and admire this bike and will never feel like I am the boss with it under my butt. Long rambling, sorry, thank you all for the forum and I hope to learn everything I can from you.