So got off work early and went to the BMV in Centerville only to find their fucking title office closes at 1:30 on Mondays. WTF!? So they tell me to go downtown, so of course I-75 is a fucking disaster as it has been for the past 2 decades, finally get through the title line and they tell me I can't get a title transfer without having the bike inspected since it's an out of state sale. So I gotta go pay $18 to the BMV for temp tags just so I can ride my bike back to the BMV to get real tags? WTF? Well after a waste of an hour and a half trying to get stuff done at the BMV, I finally came away with temp tags around 4pm, raced home, zip tied that fucker on (cause i didn't have time to find screws) and took off for an hour and a half. Verdict? LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS THING! Just what I hoped it would be: comfortable, powerful, maneuverable, quick, fun, etc. It roars, it growls, it pops, it shudders, it backfires, it vibrates. It feels like a machine. It seems like it's always ready to take off regardless of where in the RPM range it's sitting. On cool nights like tonight, it's actually kinda nice to have that "heater" of an engine warm my legs up at stop lights. Got home and no part of me hurt, which seemed weird. I think I'm gonna keep this one.