It's not her fault, it's mine. My floorlayer's back , knees and wrists can't cope any more.
Bars above the yolks helped but not enough so after a test ride this morning a Yamaha Tracer is coming to live with us.
If anyone is looking, or knows someone who is looking for one, it's on a 2001 on a Y plate and I bought it with Akropivic end cans and a bubseywoo sidestand and lowered gearing. I have fitted a low mileage RSV Mille white spring shock and a Factory Racing Clutch Slave cylinder with Tuono cover, plus I bought an Optimate and it's lived in my workshop. The original toolkit is there as is the pillion seat cover.
Mileage is currently 19811 and unlikely to go up much once my new toy arrives
I would like £2500 which I know is at the high end for a private sale, but we paid £2900 3 years ago and I think it was worth every penny even with the original (and surprisingly, unbelievably bad rear shock. Seriously, take the advice of the people on here. If you still have the original shock, bin it. After several 80s and 90s Ducatis I thought I knew what to expect. What surprised me wasn't the kidney mashing, it was the magical disappearing damping when it got hot turning my firm but lovely handling motorbike into a pogo stick, and an uncomfortable one at that!)
Even Yamaha dealer Steve Keys (Friend of Riders for Health, Danny John Jules and owner of Keys Motorcycles where I bought the Tracer and who's workshop has looked after the Falco) told me to put it up for £2799 and that's what I will do on AutoTrader right after I have posted this.
Thanks to all the Forum members who helped me join the Falco Fold and gave me invaluable advice to get the best out of ownership. I know I have not contributed much but all my experiences have been pretty much covered already.
Except maybe...If you go touring with a load of BMW GS riders and Triumph Sprint owners expect to have the piss taken. Expect raised eyebrows at the small tank range. Then smile when your fuel consumption matches your mate's 1050 Triumph and you wheelie past them out of a roundabout. Mind you, I could have done with better mirrors when the Aston Martin came past somewhere in Belgium just as I pulled over. Sounded bloody lovely though.
