Ever since it debuted, the Kawasaki Ninja H2 has been one of those motorcycles that whenever you see one, or rather hear one, you stop, ogle (respectfully), drool a bit (RESPECTFULLY), and check your bank account to see that, yep, you're still too poor to afford one. It's a poster motorcycle. A superbike of superbikes. A supercharged hellion that sounds like it has a group of pissed-off squirrels beneath its fairings.
And while I'll likely never afford one, I'm glad it exists, as it shows that the world is still OK. That machines like the Ninja H2 can exist in our increasingly electrified and health- and safety-conscious world. It's still reminiscent of the widowmaker vehicles of old.
