Mrs let me out for a couple of hours ride. I wanted to take the VFR out for a serious ride in order to check out (and break in) the new suspension components. As I stood in the garage I couldn’t help but listen to the siren call of the Daytona, I could just hear it saying
“come on… I’m more fun than that one. More flickable, more power…”
But it’s double demerits until after New Years, I’d have to be a good boy.
“I can behave… come on.”
So I rolled the Daytona out and went for a ride.
And it was fun.
When I got back, the family had gone out. So I headed off to meet up with them for dinner.
I put the Daytona back in the garage and rolled out the VFR. This was weird as I have never actually swapped the two over that close together. Really highlighted the differences, both good and bad.
They actually complement each other quite well.
And more fun was had on the way to and from dinner.