..... So, the 600 is getting some tender loving care from the mechanic (grange). All good. But, the bike is out of action.... Yeah!! crap weather I know, but I NEED a ride. I look at the 250, it has cobwebs on it, it's filthy and it hasn't been ridden for months. Grange choked it into life a few weeks ago just because, and I laughed at the pathetic noise from the motor..... I cleaned the 250, she shone.... I can turn her around on a sixpence in the car port (unlike the 600).... She chugged to the incline of the driveway... And I thought I may have to push her up!!...8-[ Argh!!.... No fecking grunt.... and when I get her going.... She feels like there are no fecking brakes!...Cornering was awful... No weight for balance and I had forgotten how the slimmer front wheel managed to grab every little piece of tar snake or groove in the road *wobble. Wobble* . I fit snuggly into the high petrol tank of the 600 and wrap myself around it.... The 250 feels like there is nothing there!!:-s 20 or so minutes into the ride.... I am grinning form ear to ear.... I am having shit loads of fun.... cranking her up..... enjoying the lightness of her and the effortless gear changes. I took her out again this morning, it was sprinkling rain and it was like having an old friend back I am sitting in the car port typing this... looking at her shining black and chrome finish.... I'm not so sure I'll part with her!!..... She is fun in a different way to the 600 :grin: ... I'm sure I can make room for both!!