But wait, the story's not over. Having scrubbed what I thought was enough speed to make the turn at the bottom I attempted to bank it into the turn so I countersteer and lean, and nothing happens. Okay, I think you know by now that when I say nothing, I don't mean nothing nothing, but just very very little. Trying again, I violently yank on the bars...and promptly run out of ground clearance. Look, I am not trying to ride this bike like a sportbike, I'm just trying to make a freekin left. So, one more downshift into first (followed by lots of angry noises from the powertrain), then using the frame, kickstand and various other hard parts to get the bike down to a speed appropriate to rounding a corner on this thing, which I think was somewhere near 7 mph. I made Rick ride it back.