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A class of its own
It was so good to get out and ride 600s for this issue’s cover test. I’d like to think that middleweight sportsbikes have played a part in most riders’ two-wheeled endeavours at some point in time… they sure have in mine. My first 600 was a nail. I was 17, and it couldn’t have been much younger itself. It was a steel-framed CBR600 that my dad and I took to Cadwell for a club race meeting. I’d not ridden the bike before and to make matters worse, it was lashing it down. I cartwheeled it down the Gooseneck and took it home in Tupperware boxes. It was the first of seven 600s I’ve gone on to own, including everything from GSX-Rs to R6s – I love the things.