Finally made a road trip. Well . . . as close as I've come, anyway. Four hours (2 out and 2 back). Unfortunatly, most of it was interstate and there aren't many twisties on the interstates.
Aside from 2 whackos on liter+ crotch rockets blasting by me on the I20W to I75/85N transition at about 90, it wasn't bad. All set up going into the turn. About ready to drop to the inside and one of the 2 flew past me (on the inside) like I was sippin' mint julips on the veranda. That's a southern expression - think gin and tonic on the front porch.
Let off, looked up, rode up. About to try again and the second one did the same thing!! They both came through with a handful of throttle, leaned over, knees down and out. In jeans and tennis shoes!! I s'pose as a rider with lots of experience, it wouldn't have bothered me. But . . . as a nube with only 2K under my assets, yeah, it scared the CRAP out of me.
Aside from that, only 2 complaints - the mirrors (both left and right) that keep spinning around like sailboats pointing into the wind, and the seat. Not bad for a 40-minute commute but DAMN that thing is hard on a longer trip.
Looks like I need to spend some bucks. Oh, well . . .