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Read about the KTM RIDE EXPERIENCE with a first hand account from Pure European Customer Travis: (And another great write-up of the event here )
So, no shit, KTM brought out THE KTM RIDE EXPERIENCE truck to our little part of the world. Thanks should definitly go out to PURE European for hosting such a great event. |
| 950 Super Enduro - Holy Crap that's a tall bike. I'm 6'3" and still had to slip off one side to get a foot down at the light. I could tip-toe it but I didn't feel stable enough to do that. Power delivery was nice and fairly quick, the motor didn't like it if you let it drop too far out of the power band. If you let the tach dip too low it did not power out cleanly, was better to drop a gear and she'd respond fairly well.
I didn't realize when I took it out that it had dirt tires on it, I also didn't realize it while I was riding it. The good thing is that the bike handles extremely well in the corners. I was laying it over like I had wide sticky street tires on it and it would drop into corners and hold it well. As long as you had picked the right gear going in throttle roll on was quick and authoratative. Brakes worked well and suspension soaked up some nasty bumps in the road that I "accidentally" failed to avoid, including a significant pothole. Seat was narrow than I'd like, but not horrible, and it is an enduro after all, you're not doing cross-country rides on this one. It was about ten minutes after I got back from my test ride that the guy behind me came up and said "Man, you've got balls of steel riding like that with dirt tires on." my response was "Dirt tires?"
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990 Adventure - When I got on it felt like a two wheeled tank, fairly large dash area with a tall-ish windscreen (I ride a Bonnie with nothing up front so anything is tall to me), and a substantial "feel" to the bike. I don't know what curb weight is wet, but it felt a little on the chunky side. It felt a little odd at first that the dash didn't move with the handlebars, but I got use to it fairly quickly. Seating was very comfortable, it really felt like the seat was much wider than it actually was, and it was pretty cushiony as well. I was suitably impressed with the accelleration this bike had. Very torquey, it'd rip right up to the ton without much of a thought, and the brakes worked well reeling the beast in as well. Suspension is, what I would eventually learn is typical of KTM, outstanding. This bike will make you want to go somewhere so far off the beaten path that you run into people who have never heard of the beaten path.
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990 Super Duke - I've been eyeballing this bike since it started popping up in magazines, over a year ago. I'm a huge fan of the naked bikes, I like to see my motors. Truthfully I had planned on my next bike being either the Superduke or the Triumph Speed Triple. I've ridden the Speed Triple before and absolutly love everything about the bike with the exception of the hideous stock cans, but that's not really an issue as I've already figued out what mods to do; but I digress. The Superduke performs very well. It's got low-end grunt that'll lift the front wheel with a flick of the wrist, I'd dare say you can pull the front end up on power alone through the first three gears. And, boys, she likes to go! Extremely responsive at the mid-to-top end of the tach she slips through the gears with nary a trouble. The brakes are phenomenal, dragging this puppy back down to more manageable speeds is easy with the dual front disks. But that's where I discovered my problem, and the fatal flaw in my thoughts to purchase a Superduke for my very own. It wasn't the brakes fault, but they did show me what I didn't like about the bike. Being as tall as I am leaves me fairly upright in my body position. I like that, it's not an issue for me, but with the short wheel base of the Superduke and where I sat on it, everytime I grabbed a handful of brake I felt like I was going over the handlebars. It had nothing to do with how hard the bikes stopped, the back wheel never left the ground, but I sat so high up it felt like it was going to literally flip me off, like a judo throw. Everything else was beautiful on this bike, it'd dive into the corners and flick through the S-curve like a Olympic figure skater and power out of a 90 degree corner like a sprinter coming out of the blocks, and it looks like the Prince of Darkness would ride one just for fun.
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690 Supermoto - This bike makes you want to do something illegal everytime you ride it. It's sole purpose in life is for you to get in trouble and try to explain to Mr. Policeman exactly what you were doing and why it really shouldn't be a problem. It's a supermoto what do you want. Narrow seat, not horribly uncomfortable but I wouldn't want to do anything more than sub-hour jaunts on it unless I was playing around and not sitting down on it too much. The engine is responsive and gutsy enough to get you anywhere you need to go in short enough time that you've got some playtime left over. So go ahead, do some wheelies and powerslides in the company parking lot, that is, afterall, why they just repaved it. Brakes are well balanced and the bike responds to body positioning very well, so it doesn't matter if you are a moto GP style hanger or the dirty foot out type this bike is fun.
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RC8 - WOW - that pretty much says it for me. But I will explain a little further. I dislike "race/sport bikes" for the most part I think they are unattractive and entirely useless for pretty much any type of consistent use. I've ridden two of the Japanese 600's, and the same company 1000's, and really did not think too much about them. Fun, but ultimately I could get off and walk away from the bikes. Hell, even the Daytona 675 or the Sprint ST didn't really get me going either and I'm a huge fan of Triumph. I was discussing with the rider who took the RC8 out before I did, the cost v. use; that I'd never buy one. ~$21,000 out the door, why the hell would anyone spend that much on a toy? But, hell, they're going to let me ride one free of charge? Sure, where do I sign up? Looks wise, it's the stealth bomber in halloween colors, it's undeniably sexy, the lines are all very clean, the bike looks very well put together. I had a friend, who would never look at a motorcycle for any reason, look up some pictures of it. Her response was, "wow, that's sexy". Nuff said. So I got on it. "typical" sportbike riding position, legs folded up underneath me, had to hunt for the shifter and realized that it was about an inch to maybe an inch and a half long (that'll be fun to try and find on the fly) I did notice that it didn't pitch me forward as much as some other sportbikes, which was nice. I start it up, sounds good, no major issues, no heavy vibrations or anything. And off we go. Once we got onto the little strech of highway and I was able to open it up a little I completely forgot that I was folded up on a sportsbike. This bike feels "planted" it was not squirrelly, it would dive into corners holding the line I put it on without a complaint, there was no hesitation or wobble that I've noticed in some other bikes. Coming out of corners was a blast, if I rolled on the throttle a little early it was because the bike was so confidence insipring I wasn't worried about it doing anything more dangerous than going balls out fast in the direction I pointed it. (It was my job to make sure the bike was pointed in a "safe" direction") Brakes felt great, one finger was great for speed control into the corners, and two was good for stopping at the signs, because truthfully, with this bike you wanted to go as fast as possible for as long as you could before you had to stop. When I got back into the dealer parking lot I didn't want to get off the bike. The previous rider was standing there waiting for me grinning from ear to ear. He knew what I'd felt, he'd just ridden it. As I pulled my helmet off and looked at him he just laughed. I said "Now that's what I'd pay $21,000 for!" I felt the urge to light up a post-coital cigarette and sigh in contentment, because the RC-8 was Sex on Wheels. |
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