Well, that is the type of bike.
It's a Honda Fireblade 900, stroked and bored and chipped.
I felt as nervous as on my First Solo.
Certainly, with the V-section racing tyres it was a bit of a handful at low speeds, wanting to fall into and out of turns, but the engine was a marvel; smooth, flexible, and massively powerful.
It's an hour later and I still can't stop smiling.
Gradely, lads!
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