I've owned my 97 VFR750 (offically named Scarlett since she's a redhead) for about a month now, and here are a few observations that I've noticed in that time. 1. There is just something about the way she sounds when the engine is revved. I have a hard time seeing it ever get old. 2. I've been caught off guard at how much my hands feel like they fall asleep after about 20 minutes of riding. Constantly shaking them out to get the blood flowing again. 3. Riding in strong wind can be scary. It was so bad the other night that I felt very unstable. 4. Take the MSF class. I am constantly reverting back to it's teachings while I ride. Money and time well spent. 5. There's nothing wrong with your bike when it dies after putting it in to gear, no matter how many times you have to restart it. Just put your side-stand up, dummy. 6. It doesn't matter how long you have been riding, you're automatically part of the 2-Wheeled Fraternity. The biking community is so much friendlier than the rest of the general population. 7. Fogged/smudged visors are hell when riding the highway at night. 8. I love my VFR. To quote Ferris Bueller: "It is so choice. If you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up."