You Y could be forgiven for considering c the H2 SX as something s of a gimmick, what with w all its shiny bits, smart te ech and jet fighter soundtrack. But B this bike’s so much more t han hype. It’s an absolute weapon w that effortlessly blurs t he lines of ballistic pace with all- a day riding comfort. If you couldn’t c already tell, I’m as hooked h on this as 80s rock stars s were on cocaine.
It’s a real performer, with all a the bells and whistles you could c ever ask for… and then some. s Launch control might not n be at the top of the list when w you’re plucking your next sports-tourer s out of a dealer’s line-up, li but hey, why the hell not? It sure makes the Kwacker stand out and the same goes for its cornering lights (on the SE version), and its characterful supercharger’s buoyant delivery.
That thing certainly brings the goods to the party, and I for one found it pretty damn hard not to extract every bit of goodness from its added boost, which aurally chirped its merry head off every time I cracked the throttle, or bashed the bike down its ‘box. I’m still not a fan of harsh initial pick-up or backlash every time you let off the gas, but you soon learn to forgive such foibles when you fully embrace the package on tap. It’s comfy, more potent than Ron Jeremy after a night on Viagra, and handles like a good ’un. Sign me up.