Well guys, for any of you who might like to know I did manage to snag that DRZ today, and it was certainly an adventure! It started off with a 30 minute walk/jog in the rain carrying my helmet and backpack full of shit. Ended up carrying my jacket too about half way through because I was sweating my ass off after speeding up the pace a few blocks. Got to the bus station with 10 minutes to spare though and then started the ride south 3 hours to Raleigh, NC. It was actually pretty damn good for a greyhound bus ride. Met dude at the station, took it for a spin around the block with cash in the guy's hand and really liked what I saw. We did the paperwork and I drove off. It was pretty much riding perfect, idling great, all that good stuff. By the 3rd hour my ass was starting to get pretty sore, but surprisingly not really any more sore than the same amount of time on my beloved Ninja with no stops. The seat feels really narrow in comparison for sure though, and firmer. Despite being 6'1" I can still barely flatfoot the bike, but I don't consider it a drawback. It's nice being up so high. The suspension kicks my old bikes' ass for sure. I'm sure the bigger wheels help too. I was really enjoying the ride... getting to know the bike. The knobbies feel really weird, but I was totally confident for normal driving. I really felt like my speedometer was reading low though. In fact I was sure of it, almost right away! I tried to drive the indicated speed limit according to my speedo, but I was getting passed so aggressively on I-95 that, combined with my perception of slower speed than my speedo was reading, I ended up speeding pretty badly after overtaking a work truck with a bunch of stuff in the back. I think my fatigue and anxiousness to get home probably contributed something to that, and I wasn't paying attention to the speedo like I should have been. Long story short, I got clocked going way the hell over the 70 limit and got pulled. Apparently my speedo was reading correctly. I think that the increased height of the bike made it really made it feel much slower to me, and the insane speeding traffic, I thought, confirmed this suspicion. Now I was under the impression that a freshly signed and dated title was free passage to get the vehicle home under it's own power, a "grace period" as it was described to me. Well, that's apparently bullshit and you need to get a "travel permit" for a nominal fee that allows you to transport the vehicle legally. So I was screwed on those two fronts, and coincidentally a couple of others. I definitely could have gotten a handful of tickets. Or even been taken to jail, had my license suspended, my vehicle impounded, the works. Holy FUCK that would have been a terrible end to the day By the eternal grace of the Tao, the trooper (pretty sure he was a state trooper) recognized the bike and in fact is an ADVrider member himself. He let me know how I was in the wrong, I realized what a complete moron I am, but all the while we were talking bikes and stuff. He let me go with some friendly advice, and if you're reading this my friend, I can't thank you enough for using your discretion the way you did. Cheers to you and I hope you pick up a bike soon. Maybe sell one of your other vehicles that isn't being driven like it should or something. I'd love to hit the dirt with ya sometime! So I went home being sure to mind the speed limit much more carefully. Got the bike back into town and now it's unwilling to hold a proper idle. It's becoming more and more apparent that dual sports and dirt bikes are designed to be a lot easier to work on which makes me extremely happy. Getting the carb off on the DRZ looks about 30x easier than it was on my Ninja. So I'm confident I can get her running back to normal. I can't say I'm surprised that there are some fueling issues either. After all, this bike's been driven an average of 150 miles every year. Hell, I put more miles than that on it just today! It's still sound enough to get me to work and back so all is well regardless. And here's a picture to go with the relatively happy ending to the day. It's good to be in your ranks, all. Again, thanks for the warm welcome at the training grounds and hopefully we can keep up a steadier pace next time now that I have some better hardware to work with.