Hmmm, form over function perhaps?
I still feel the same about motorbikes; I love the sound of a tuned British twin (Triumph Daytona 500 in this case) as I practically grew up at Snetterton in the 60's and 70's. I also love the BMW 1200GS, also a twin albeit over twice the size.
Now my heart says the Daytona is my favourite, but my head knows the difference between lugging a heavy bike out of the shed in the eternal hope it will start first kick, before lurching off down the road to a chorus of blatting open megaphone pipes and near-50-year-old valve lash...
...and pressing the button on the GS knowing that in a couple of hours I can be on the other side of the Channel en route to Paris, rather than the other side of town looking for a Chiropractor!
Though it's the Daytona I could just sit and look at...
I won't argue with the mile eating capacity of the GS, but if you want to avoid the chiropractor don't drop it!
They weigh a freakin tonne!
The Daytona is a sweet bike, another one my dad added to his collection when he retired, I have thrown a leg over that on the twisties of the West Highlands and I can attest to the flick-ability. Not a heavy bike at all!
I like full sussers and La Pierre make some of the best there are, but there is something to be said for keeping things simple and bonnie.
Do it! No one lives forever, although we do reincarnate.
The doctor diagnosed me with hereditary diarrhoea. I can't understand, I wear a kilt.