Pretty simple for me, but I always get carried away with my stories so it's still gonna be long, hahah ... 3 of my buddies got bikes (2 of which are my roomates), and then I had to join the fun too!
Actually that is pretty close to the truth. I had always liked bikes, but never really thought about actually getting one. I just loved the smooth high pitch whine of the little motor winding up... reminded me of an F1 car and I just loved the sound! I'd always been into import cars, but nothing major. But then in mid July 2004 my one roomate went and bought a new yellow/black '04 F4i, the other roomate got a new blue '04 600RR, and another friend of ours got a new red '04 600RR. They all went in and bought all 3 at the same time so they got a pretty good deal, I guess. Anyways, after about 3 months of being around my roomates bikes, tinkering with them, going out to a few bike nights with them (in my car), I really started to get into it. Thought about it good and hard, and finally decided... I gotta have one too!! Then I went back and forth, buy new or buy used, new or used, back and forth. I didn't know much about the different bikes, but being a Honda nut I knew it would be a Honda. With a small amount of research I knew the F4i was a little more timid than the 600RR, and would probably work better for me. After deciding I didn't want something that was gonna give me problems or I'd have to put any $$ into, I decided to just buy a new F4i, so I'd have a warranty (yes, n00b + brand new 600cc bike for first bike... flame away!!
). Then on October 17th, 2004 my roomate with the F4i had to go down to Rick Case Honda to get a few things. I was bored so I tagged along in my car. I had the blank check with me, but really had no intention of buying a bike that night. I get looking around on the showroom floor and spot a red/black F4i sitting there next to an identical F4i, only lowered and with a tinted screen. Looked it over, sat on it, liked it alot, but I just wasn't sure. By then one of the salesman had come up and started talking with us. I kept looking around, and he even showed me some of the used bikes (he kept trying to sell me an RC-51 that belonged to one of their own employees that had recently been killed in a car accident... I didn't want any bad ju ju though). After looking at everything, I kept coming back to the same bike. Well long story short, after crunching some numbers and keeping the sales dude there 2 hours after closing (on a sunday evening), I rode my shiny new red F4i off the showroom floor
The battery was almost dead and the tires had 10 psi because it had been sitting on the showroom floor for over a year, but she still fired right up! My roomate had to ride it home cuz I didn't have any gear yet, so he did and I drove him back to pick up his bike. We went over to a large open parking lot that night and I practiced... clutch first, got used to that, then riding around slowly in first gear, then shifting to 2nd, then 3rd... I was getting the hang o fit real fast! Then after about 45 mins or so the popo came and chased us out... the one old guy was really rude! Went and bought my gear the next day, and that night took my first ride on the street by myself, and HOLY SHIT this thing was fast! Of course I knew my limits and kept it on a leash, especially cuz it was still in break in period. But I was already in love. Rode it to work the next day, and have been ever since. Fast forward almost 2 years 5 months, and just over 86,000 miles... thinking back to that night, I had no idea that the machine I bought would become such an addiction, and such a part of my life as it did. Pretty much everything I do, in some way or another, revolves around motorcycles/riding/etc. Little did I know of all the purely awsome people I'd come to meet, not only local but across the country as well! I've pretty much lost all interest in cars for the most part, and rarely ever drive my own anymore. All I ever think about, whether it be while laying in bed, bored at work, or especially when stuck driving my car... BIKES!!
Needless to say... no regrets here!
Though my dad hated it when he found out I bought a bike (2 weeks later), and he's still not thrilled about it but I think he's gotten used to it somewhat
Oh yea and as for the other 3 bikes... The red 600RR was stolen Dec 26th, '04, never to be found. The roomate with the yellow F4i, for some reason or other, just up and quit riding all of a sudden. Don't know if he had a few close calls or what, but he just stopped and the bike sat in the garage for probably 3 months. He sold it to a guy in October '05, who later joined our local forum and I became friends with and rode with quite a bit. He then bought a 1000RR a couple months later... he was trying to sell the F4i, don't know if it sold or not. The other roomates blue 600RR was stolen right from our house Feb 17th, '06, also never to be found. He went without a bike for awile, then about 6 months ago or so he bought a new '06 Gixxer 600 cuz he couldn't stand being bikeless anymore. So of all of us that bought bikes, I guess I'm the only 'original' still remaining, haha