I feel a little outclassed by all this big iron, but here's my newest little sweetie.
It's a Yamaha Virago 250. (Virago, def>. A woman regarded as noisy, scolding, or domineering. A large, strong, courageous woman.)
I live in a place where the top speed limit is 40 mph and gasoline is $5/gal.
Do I really need 900cc?
When I went looking for the bike at the dealer, he too said, "That's a chick bike, man!"
If I lived in a place with roads longer than 25 miles, I'd prolly have a BMW.
Lovely classic style, ain't it?