spooky, I've had lots of people laugh at my bike, or be really surprised when they find out it's a 250, and then make fun of it.... If we go riding later, and haven't ridden together yet, I usually just stay quiet, and remind them of their comments when the ride is over. They're usually not to enthused about that. It's one thing to be bested by a fellow rider, but on a bike less than half his bike, always embarrassing...
You could always pull the: "I don't have to compensate", smile and nod. Cause in the end there are three things that count in my book.
1.) That you're riding, I don't care what - well, scooters are stupid, but they'll pass with a GREAT rider...
2.) That at the end of the day, you shouldn't be riding your bike....
3.) It's not so much about getting the job done. Rather, it's more about, how shall I say this... Making her scream in ecstasy... The bike I mean. It's all about the red line and how close you can get to the limit without getting hurt, eh?
The 250 does #3 exceptionally well... Ask them how many times they've hopped off their bike with a hard on ready for a smoke... I bet most of them are just scared $hitless. The bigger the bike, the greater the amount of work for gratification on the open road. See, the thing is, I'm selfish. Extremely. I just don't want to share my bike with the officer's oggling eyes while he's writing me a note.. See. It's all about self control, and when it comes to riding, I have non. Just an extreme focus and desire to have a good time. On a big, wide open track, that might be a different story, but alas, we're not talking about the track right now, are we?
