In August and September of 2017, I decided to ride this motorcycle after a successful test mileage of two thousand miles, on an around Europe trip with the ultimate goal of Turkey. Pleasantly, the motorcycle made it there and back with a round trip total of 5k miles done in less than three full weeks with a day of rest every so often. I spent only 3 nights in total in Istanbul, Turkey, and spent resting time in both Serbia (outward journey) and Hungary (return journey). The bike performed extremely well with very little problems. I did grease the chain every 1,500 miles and adjust the chain just once. Initially however I found the bike could not exceed 60mph. I didn’t want to push it too fast anyway, but would later find out (through various spark plug changes) that the colder B8HS spark plug that I installed was too cold for motorway use and found the standard B7HS allowed me to exceed 70mph. Through the return journey my faith in the motorcycle had increased to the extent that I often travelled at 70mph which allowed me to have more frequent/longer stops and allowed the overtaking of lorries to be faster, even if the wind buffeting did slow me to 60mph by the time I reached the front of them. Through the few rain occasions I found the bike would not like to run consistently and cut out. I didn’t bother to do anything about this (just pray that it stopped raining) until I was back in England and decided to cover the plug and HT lead in grease. This seemed to fix the issue.. Whilst in Hungary I bought supplies like contact breakers and a replacement front sprocket! The rack, that had been re-inforced welded for the trip had broken in two places and I did not realise until I got home. This was re-welded later with more re-inforcement. I could not blame the rack as it had significantly heavy load upon it. I rarely needed to remove the side bags. I was very fortunate not to have any punctures, and did not even have to increase the tyre pressure through any drop. I did crash the bike on the Polish/German border after running out of fuel for the 4th time and was hurredly returning to the direction of Berlin, after finding fuel. A dog had run infront of me and it had been raining. A misjudged application of the front brake proceeded to lock the front wheel and next I remember watching the sparks fly as I was sliding soon behind it. Very little damage other than a smashed indicator lens and a bent foot peg which were all rectified when I returned home.
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