(The following piece is the opinion of a cruiser rider who got to do a few k's on a VTR250 whilst his beloved Virago was in the shop.) So I mounts the bike and think. Gee these hand grips are tiny... felt like half the diameter of the ones on the Virago. Alright, I thought, no biggie. Everything else is the same... more or less, isn't it. I went to take off, wanted to put the bike in gear. Looked down and there was no peg on the left. "Oh wow", I thought. "This must be one of them automatic jobbies. What kind of lamers ride them?? Oh well. It's only to work and back whilst mine's in the shop, so no worries". I looked for the right foot peg, and guess what? It wasn't there either. Now mindset switches in to "WTF???". I sit and I stare, must have been staring for some 30 seconds, expecting the pegs to magically appear. They didn't. Panic. I contemplate getting off the bike, going back and asking the guy where the pegs are. But then I felt like I would appear as the biggest tool in the world, asking silly questions like that. It's like looking for the fabled 'any' key on a computer. So I sit and stare some more... and slowly... a light goes off. My gaze goes further back along the bike... to where the passenger pegs would sit on a cruiser, and the first thought to come to mind? "Hell no!". Put not really seeing any other option, I give it a go, and hey look! My leg fits into that groove in the fuel tank quite well. I get a feel for the pegs and levers, both of which again, seem half as big as what are on the Virago. I eventually get a feel for where things are, and take off. And my, it's quite zippy isn't it? Quick pickup and eager to go. I was having a ball in traffic lights in a straight line. But because of the ergonomics of the bike I'm as nervous as a cornered cat. The mirrors also seem to offer less situational awareness than the Virago, and I'm nervous doing head checks in case I lean the bike, or start to stray. Just when I'm getting used to the sensation of speed, my arms get tired. Then my knees felt cramped. And because I was not comfortable leaning the bike, I was taking corners real slow. And the first few speed bumps felt like a punch in the crotch. Returning to the bike shop later, in the ICB, screaming along at 80kph, and only at around 6000 rpm (roughly halfway to redline), with very little bike in my field of view, I can see the appeal of these things, to those people who like them. So ultimately, what have I gotten out of this? I've got a taste for what it's like to have a bike with a bit of zip. I realise I've made the right choice in getting a cruiser. I like the thick, padded seat, the relaxed riding position, the extra situational awareness and the general easygoingness of the whole thing. Coming back to work, the Virago did feel lethargic, but going over those speed bumps, the family jewels didn't feel a thing at least... And for that, I'm grateful.