Honda VTR 250

I got my driver license on September 2003. While getting it I was searching for a suitable bike. One day I entered into a shop asking for a Honda CB Two-fifty and saw this one, got in love, fixed a loan and bought it even before having the license.

She quickly became my shoes, could not remove it from my ass, going everywhere with her. She was my partner for my first trips: Catalunya, some Spain and several solo trips to Toulouse (France) to visit my girlfriend.

Smooth, lightweight, powerful and fast, she taught me that a bike always has more power than brakes. In the really twisted roads that we have in Catalunya, I could beat bigger bikes, and I felt very proud of getting skilled with such a small bike.

I crashed her 7 times, with never more issues than a bent handlebar. Well, one day I even bended the front bars in a crossing street, but I always considered a quite strong bike.

I got an issue with the sensor of the cooling liquid and got overheated, causing an engine failure that made the fix too expensive, so I gave it as an entrance to the next bike, a Suzuki GSR 600.