Try living in Atlanta for a while. When I moved here from NJ back in 1995, my boss told me he expected me to be in the office ON TIME, regardless of the weather, because I was "a Yankee who was used to driving in the snow."

I remember the talk I got before my first car show:

I'll leave this right here.

The Vincent Black Shadow: The original Superbike that held the fastest bike record for years.

When you have enough kids to need a minivan, your life is already over.

Love it. Commute every day I can. The motor has some great grunt, not 'rip your arms off' excessive, but 'leave every 4 wheeler in the dust' kind of grunt. The firing order is offset enough to give a nice V-twin like vibration even though it is a parallel twin. The exhaust note is deep, but civil.

The motorcycle is a visceral machine. To quote Robert Pirsig; "In a car you're always in a compartment, and because you're used to it you don't realize that through that car window everything you see is just more TV. You're a passive observer and it is all moving by you boringly in a frame.

Doug, it's all about the smug factor.

This is "form follows function" taken to the extreme. While I can appreciate the technical details of the bike it's just too damn ugly. Of all the craziness in that design, the front forks are the most offensive. And wouldn't you get some serious gyro effect from a longitudinally-mounted V4?

I'll take the Motus V4, and that's it.

There seems to be a serious misconception in the marketplace. There is a very simple rule to figure out whose side someone is on. Ask yourself one question:

If someone said be brave to me during a rally stage I would wet myself. Then again I probably wouldn't ever be driving in a rally stage professionally...

'don't forget the phone box'...Lol. Love the Welsh accent, always reminds me of Twin Town.

Most of the time the co-driver is just repeating notes they have prepared earlier, so it could be a note the driver made himself before hand, to remind him to push over the crests.

Kings Quest V