+ 1 , They talk about it 'cause they had one , wanted one , or got beat by one .
Can't argue with that. I swear, everyone has some story about how they used to have a vmax, had a friend that did, or had some other memory about what a beast it was. For a bike I almost never see others of(I saw one at Americade, which was the first time I'd seen another vmax since last year's brownie run), there sure are a lot of people that remember it.
However....almost all those people ended up "moving on". The older people ended up "upgrading" (lol) to a Harley or some other cruiser. The younger people ditched it for, to be honest, a modern performance bike.
And from the people I've met and this forum, I can say that I'm not sure any bike ever made has quite the cult loyalty the Vmax enjoys. One of those bikes where everyone who owns one can't help but get obsessed with it, it always becomes "more" than just 600lbs of steel sitting in the garage. And it did to me too, I enjoyed my GS450 and my Magna, but never really felt quite the connection I felt with the Max (probably mostly due to this forum/community).
That said, the sentimental value gets strained every time I lean into a corner and the bike jiggles like jell-o in southern california, or want to haul ass and almost go into a tank slapper at 120mph. Or when it starts missing on the highway. Or when the starter clutch kept missing. Or when the battery kept going flat. I'll say that the sentimental value, coupled with the fun factor of hitting v-boost, "kept" me on this bike for a while. I kind of overlooked the flaws and fixing it's problems was a labor of love that didn't
really bother me that much. But it's gotten to the point where that sentimental "connection" with the bike is overpowered by well, it's lack of ability. I can get from 0-100, in a straight line, really fast....but that's about it. I realized the other day when I managed to get it to 140 the little "procedure" I had...butt against fuel door, head just below the flyscreen's wind, feet on the highway pegs, certain amount of grip on the bars, no shifting, just for a
chance the bike wouldn't wobble going that fast. I realized how ridiculous it was. We drive 70's era Chargers in a world of M3's and EVO's.....it's just outdated and the "glory days" are over. Sure, there's a lot of fun and nostalgic value in the old stuff, but if you're really out for performance, that little four-cylinder EVO will run circles around your old big-block muscle car.
And while I'll freely admit the Z doesn't have the legacy or bad-boy 80's nostalgia, or the sweet V4 sound, which I will miss. Though the Z actually does have "scoops", they're in the small fairing in front of the tank...and they're real ram-air, and they make a sweet howl as the revs build up. But I don't ride for nostalgia, or the logo on the tank, or to achieve an image. I ride for fun, and fun comes from performance. The second I set off on the Z I had a stupid grin on my face the whole time. Nostalgia and fond memories don't help with sloppy handling and generally irritating build quality.
To me, the "value" of sentiment and legacy has just run dry. The flaws and frustrations of this bike have overcome my fond feelings for it.
So, I hope I'll still be welcome around here, since this is bar none the best biker community I've ever experienced and I definitely don't want to lose all youse guys. I'll appreciate and respect the Vmax forever, but for me, it's just time to move on to a bike that can satisfy what I want in a bike....