A mate has one.The roads over here are admittedly a bit bumpy, but about 100 miles is the outer limit of his endurance. "Absolute total fucking torture on the wrists and neck". Seat like a plank too. Generally if we go for a burn,he'll clear of no problem on the occasional smooth stuff,anywhere else,he's slower than a nun in a nissan, the battering he takes from the roads and the slower speeds round here means he's bolloxed while the old Guz may ultimately be slower in a straight line,but I'm able to roll along happily for a lot longer.