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Ok RYDRZ, I think I have that. Sort of quiet like a Toyota Pre-arse up until 3rd. Yes I must admit by the time it gets to 5000rpm in third the wind noise in the helmet almost masks the engine's rumbling change of tone. It's very easy to go slow on the bike I have discovered, so much torque, and very easy to go insanely fast too, but I can't seem to settle down to anything in between these options? Perhaps that's what the ABC button is for. For those days when I really need to just coast home with my bleary eyes not having to dart up every driveway and side street. 
Thanks Corpsedealer, I love the look of her too. I'm past 50 now and the hot colour sets don't suit me now. It would be a case of false pretenses and the young dudes on a litre bikes might lead me into doing things my reflexes are no longer up to. I needed something mellow looking that tells the predators up in the mountains that I'm not going to play, something with a little grey on it to match my head lol. Of course the ones on the M1 and the Ipswich motorway are another story. They might just find that giant can of whoop-arse opened right up in their faces.
Yesterday I was coming back from Ipswich and the traffic wasn't too bad, there was some huge black cruser in the far right lane giving it some stick and passing all the cars around a left hand sweeper. The far left lane was empty so I moved over and passed him at about 140k I guess. Then I twisted that throttle back and wound it right up to probably 180 or 190 as I finished out the corner. Nice feeling!
I would have taken the corner at speed anyway most probably, but at the time I had an attack of civic duty and needed to remind a cruser rider what they had actually sacrificed for the sake of a lay back ride.
Thanks Corpsedealer, I love the look of her too. I'm past 50 now and the hot colour sets don't suit me now. It would be a case of false pretenses and the young dudes on a litre bikes might lead me into doing things my reflexes are no longer up to. I needed something mellow looking that tells the predators up in the mountains that I'm not going to play, something with a little grey on it to match my head lol. Of course the ones on the M1 and the Ipswich motorway are another story. They might just find that giant can of whoop-arse opened right up in their faces.
Yesterday I was coming back from Ipswich and the traffic wasn't too bad, there was some huge black cruser in the far right lane giving it some stick and passing all the cars around a left hand sweeper. The far left lane was empty so I moved over and passed him at about 140k I guess. Then I twisted that throttle back and wound it right up to probably 180 or 190 as I finished out the corner. Nice feeling!
I would have taken the corner at speed anyway most probably, but at the time I had an attack of civic duty and needed to remind a cruser rider what they had actually sacrificed for the sake of a lay back ride.