The Screaming Eagle has landed

OK, not a single part on my bike is a Screaming Eagle upgrade, in fact it is bare bones stock because none of the accessories I ordered are in yet. It also seems like I have miscalculated - and the bike is costing a bit more than I had bargained for. Having said that, she's home and she's all mine.

For the next 600 km I am still breaking in the engine and am being careful not to bog down, over rev or run at a steady RPM for too long. That will take me half way to the first service when my gear should be ready for installation. Gear includes: Black moustache engine guard, indoor/outdoor bike cover, quick-release windshield, Bluetooth helmet mount microphone & earphones and one or two other doo dads as you needed to have $2000 (and no less) worth of parts and accessories to qualify for $2000 off the bike price. Pretty neat offer.

The drive home was thrilling. I have only ridden this on three occasions, the weekend is busy until Sunday and that looks rainy. unsmiling emoji here.

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