jake,
Be careful what you ask for. During much of the eighties, my riding buddy rode an H2. It was wicked-cool, but basically unrideable. Stupid fast in a straight line, but the suspension/swingarm geometry made the bike almost unturnable.
All in all, a pretty scary machine to pilot. Given the piss-poor handling, we all feared his imminent crash. My buddy was running expansion chambers on his H2, which made the thing insanely loud. At least we always knew where he was. That way, we could stay out of his way.
Elton