Hyosung GT250R
To my consternation, some dude has started parking a brand spanking new, black one in the carpark at work, alongside an R1. But i’m not in a position to even inhale the exhaust of an R1 at this stage, so let’s go back to the Hyosung.
Do you know what cycling past that beauty everyday, so shiny i can see my pimples in her tank, does to my blood pressure and respiration? Bad things. Very bad things.
I’m as sick of listening to myself wanting random bikes all over the place as you are, but heck, i can’t resist the pretty pictures. And the spec sheets, though i don’t understand half of everything i read, exciting though it all is.
That’s the thing about this motorcycle stuff for me at this point. It’s a birthday-present mystery, just waiting to be unwrapped. Basic car-owner vehicle understanding does very little for the bike owner. Two wheels instead of four, a smaller engine, and a drive system based on a bicycle puts forth a surprising number of assumptions, nevermind anything else, that need to be unlearned. But glancing flippancy towards something new often begets that realisation in the end. It seems that in life, a tiny deviation from your standard at the time often brings with it another world of action and understanding, and hunks of junk vehicles are no exception. The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Motorcycles was a great first stop, it made the multitude of magazines seem a little bit less Greek.
The GT250R retails for $6990 new.
Sigh. Be still, my broke-ass heart.
Since Mr C is getting all this cool 4WD stuff at the expense of my not getting the bike, it may be time for him to start earning his keep. Hmph.
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