“RED BULL IS NOT THE ONLY THING THAT GIVES YOU WINGS.”
The Z900 was flying through the traffic. Its compact build, light weight and litre-class performance was seeing off the tradies with unrealistic expectations of their expensive utes, the delivery drivers desperate to make a contract with Uber, Amazon or some other multi-national, and the usual desperados trying to get their two-ton SUVs through Sydney like they were riding a scooter.
None had a hope in hell of competing with a Z900; they didn’t 50 years ago and they sure as hell can’t now.
Soon I’ve left the big city grind and it’s the winding road home, where the sharp-steering Z900 goes just where I point it. As I push harder, I start to find the compromises Kawasaki was forced into by trying to make this bike so affordable, but it never feels cheap.
Yes, if you spend more you can get a better bike, or at least one with more frills.
