I've had a lot of bikes over the last 40 years, big Brit twins, a triple, several Guzzis, a 1260 nitrous kitted GSXR, even a Gpz1100 hartailed chop, countless other big Jap fours and a BMW GS. I bought a Suzuki 1500 the other day, on a bit of a whim, never had a big cruiser. Interesting handling! But then there's a lot of fun to be had hustling unsuitable bikes. I put it on the ferry to Spain and rode it straight to the south of Portugal, steady 80-90mph, dead comfortable, decked the boards a lot, wished it had real brakes (it's the single disc version) but it did 1000k between breakfast and early dinner. The point of all this? Oh the curled lip of the guy in the queue at the ferry with the GS, the even more curled lip of the guy at the petrol station (GS again), the general contempt of the biking world in fact, contempt from the kind of young guys I've blow into the weeds on other machinery. What's it all about? Sure the Tinsel Banana (it's yellow....) is a touch garish, but not even a wave when I'm coming the other way at 80+ with the boards folding up?