Anyways, this bike has never been wrecked or even dropped. It has been very well taken care of, garaged always, proper maintenance including synthetic oil, new front brake pads, newer Pirellis, valves checked recently. Clear Alabama title in hand, no liens. I asked my friend for a description for this ad, and here is his thoughtful reply (please bear with me here):
2005 Suzuki Vstrom DL1000. Ugliest bike made since the Yamaha GTS, except for the obese VFRs in sow red. A real man's bike, not for wussies or babies but for manly men. You won't see queers riding these like you do on BMWs and the like. No, this bike is the real deal. Too much power to handle for all but the top of the heap, and handling to match. Rossi trains on a DL to sharpen his wits and reflexes but couldn't race it because of the 990cc limit. When you're on this bike you rule; sitting up high and proud commanding the road and devouring all comers whether Viper or Gixxer. Never fear the child on the crotch rocket again, no, dispense him in a simple twist of the wrist and wave of the hand like a nuisance bug around your Black Angus lunch- all the while carrying your inferior buddies' beer, tissues and diapers in your nifty, sporty, removable and lockable top of the line Krauser K5 47 liter trunk. Hands cold from holding your frozen mug at the last strip club? Not to worry, flip the switch and the soothing warmth of heated grips gently warms your digits like a slip under your wife's ample brassiere at a steamy drive in movie. During every ride the smooth and constant vibrations of the huge pistons massage your prostrate the way no gynecologist or proctologist can master- yes even physical ailments are virtually erased by this one of a kind technological marvel.
Tired of the wind in your face throwing the gel out of your locks? Simply stick on the velcroed Laminar Lip and keep your dew in check, ready for the next 7-11 cashier's approval. Have no fear of letting your mistress pose on the sleek lines of the awesome DL, if she squirms or wriggles from the pleasure of your permission to straddle your steed and topples it, the Givi crash bars will protect your real love and you can pick the girl up later. Feel free to smoke your Havanna contraband while you cruise as well. Just lock the Kaoko throttle lock to fix your speed and free your hands to light up and enjoy your smoke and coffee behind the optional tall windshield. When you need to pass the slouch on the 999 just twist the wrist and hear the growl of the remapped throttle bodies that now feed the beast with seamless delivery at all engine speeds unencumbered by the governing secondary throttle plates that formerly limited top end.
Yes this is the bike dreams aspire to replicate; finely maintained, expertly tuned, and equipped for road, trail, or track. Nothing can prevent you reaching your goal whatever it may be, except your own human limitations- this bike certainly will do its part to raise you over all obstacles be they machine, man, woman, or terrain. Even virility is enhanced through the confidence of just knowing the DL prowls in the garage eager and able to meet whatever you may throw its way. This bike can change your life, buy it now while you have a chance to leave Clark Kent in the booth so you can emerge the Superman you've imagined all during your warped and twisted childhood.
That's the end of his description. As you can tell, he missed his calling as a village idiot. But he does take good care of his bikes. And he's old, REALLY old, so naturally he doesn't ride hard enough to hurt anything.