Ah.... What a lovely machine. First ride was yesterday, since the weather gods saw fit to give us snow last weekend. Yesterday was a sunny 50 degree day. Bike started second or third kick, ran well once warmed up. Took it up and down the lane a couple times to re-check and make sure brakes working properly, then home to grab a lid and let the better two-thirds know I was going out for a ride. Exit the drive and I let into her some, she has great pull once around 4k. I didn't dare twix her much beyond 5k though she was asking for it...still a break in period, not going to push too hard too soon. Twisted around the back road headed toward the main road, pulls good out of a corner, but the rear end feels a little sloppy by my standards. Maybe I need to get used to isolatics and the rear being somewhat separate from the frame. Not like the triumph. Norton feels squirrelly in the rear under heavy braking and accelerating thru a corner. Made it to the main road, pulled out and laid into her straitline, and she darted toward the horizon. Much faster than the bonne on her best day. But didn't feel fast. The bonne feels fast but you are doing 45, the norton feels slow and you are doing 65! Cruised around for a bit, stopped and filled the gas tank, the sun was starting to set. Man, she looked beautiful in the fading light sitting in the parking lot of that run down gas station... Time to head home. About 5 miles from home, it is pretty dark, so I go to turn on my headlight... Bbbrrrrrrrrr.... Bike turns off. Pull off, kick it a few times with no love. Oh gosh, I brought no tools, no fuses, the missus isn't going to know what I need if I call her. To save battery, turn off the lamp, lets try to kick it some more, starts first kick. Lets get home, turn on lamp, dies. It is dark now.