But the testimony of a rider who traveled 15,000 miles on a panigale has forced me to reconsider at least one point; The machine is not too focused. It exists for those who can love it, and that love can carry them to the end of the earth, no matter how hot the exhaust is just beneath the seat.
"I did 1,036 miles in one day on the Panigale, so it can’t be that bad of a touring bike now, can it?
That sentiment of ‘why that bike?’ was expressed quite a bit during my trip, though, and a lot of people I met in gas stations or on the side of the road didn’t believe how far I’d come on it until they saw my license plate.
I knew the Panigale would test me, but that was part of the allure. Coping with demanding situations and overcoming adversity produces a tremendous feeling of private, personal power that luxury and security can never provide—isn’t this, the internal satisfaction that comes from doing things our own way (despite the added difficulty), one of the reasons why we ride motorcycles?"
-- Dennis, at Hell for Leather Magazine