A whole bunch of words that really didn't say much. Here's how she finished the article:
"That planning involved a sports bra to match my red boots, so I hopped on and fired old-but-new blue up.
The Stone (and other Guzzis) offer a familiar feel for me, with a bit of side-to-side reminiscent of my first /5 airhead,
maybe like the Ambassador, although that thing hasn’t run in long enough that I can’t really recall.
It’s nimble and quick, easy to get used to, easy to arc through the twisties, and I quickly got smoother with each corner.
(The roads did not.) I overcooked it a little in a couple corners and discovered the single front disc didn’t feel quite as strong as I might
hope, although it felt like vise grips compared to the “ brakes” on my Ambassador. Front and rear combined turned out to be plenty
stoppy enough, however, when the car that moved over to let Editor Big-Ass GS by didn’t bother to check for other vehicles before
reentering the road. Three cheers for covering the front brake! My “Least Likely to Crash the Press Bike” title remains intact.
My time on the Stone was brief—the usual chasing Surj around the East Bay hills, then down to the bowels of Oakland for a typically “gritty” City Bike photoshoot. Surprisingly we didn’t encounter any grumpy representatives of The Law this time, or anyone dressed up
like one, tearing into a McMuffin while commanding us to leave with a threat of “I’ll tell my boss.” In that all-too-short time, I came away
with good impressions of the Stone. The seat is comfortable, the bars and pegs live in good locations—not like our chosen photoshoot ‘hood, somewhere between gentrifying hipster and oh shit we gotta get outta here. It left no puddles when parked, and started
every time with no weird noises. I was even able to match my nail polish to the pretty blue tank.
Not impressed. I could write an article that runs circles around that...
