Tuono Means Thunder!
One Weekend is Just That, One Weak End
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Torrance, California, Novemeber 2, 2002We managed to grab a quick spin upon Aprilia's tasty new Tuono R for the weekend, which of course does not constitute an actual Road Test (not here at MO anyway).
A weekend, though, was more than enough to conclude that our man Yossef was not just whistling Dixie in his earlier dispatch from the Old World. This is about the most exciting bike we've ridden since, well, last month's pretty exciting but not nearly so powerful Buell Lightning. (There's a whole climactic theme happening lately.) We also had an S4 Monster in the hangar and couldn't help comparing.
Item 1: Horsepower. There's a bunch of it in the Tuono. A slight engine recalibration sees this thing responding even more readily and smoother to the throttle than the other very good 60-degree Italian twins -- or maybe it's just that the Tuono gets a one-tooth smaller countershaft sprocket? All we know is that the Tuono rears up on its hind wheel in second gear the way other bikes of its ilk do in first. Compare its dyno curve to that of the other top-drawer Italian naked-bike -- bearing in mind this Tuono has Aprilia's performance exhaust and chip in place. Also bear in mind that the mundane non-R Tuono will have the identical motor (just not the Ohlins suspension, carbon-fiber bodywork, OZ wheels and four-pad Brembo calipers). No reason why you can't bolt that stuff on later as finances permit -- and cool Mille bits like adjustable footpegs will fit the Tuono too.

The less spectacular Tuono's Boge rear shock and 43mm Showa fork might not deliver quite the ride the of the Ohlins stuff on the R (which is fantastic over slabby concrete and everywhere else), but for $5,300 fewer dollars we'd be willing to make the sacrifice, personally. And Showa and Boge have not exactly been twiddling their thumbs in recent years either.

Watch Sean decode the human genome while riding.
Decode, Sean, decode.I don't have enough self-restraint to live with a bike like the Tuono R on a daily basis. I didn't even have the restraint to come home when my nose started running and my hands went numb from an unseasonably cold Saturday afternoon/evening.
I was feeling more mellow Sunday morning. I cleaned the bike and drooled over its details until my friend Victoria showed up for a ride on what I'd touted as the Ferrari of motorcycles--hope springs eternal. Well, I had a nice two-hour ride, but 5'9" Victoria was less well taken care of by the passenger accommodations (same as a Mille). By our mid ride stop, she was complaining of a sore lower back and very cramped legs. At least the Tuono's loud bark didn't scare her anymore and she was enjoying the feel of riding and the wind, so I have the satisfaction of knowing I have done a good deed for motorcyclists everywhere.
