Let me tell you, I’ll never felt more compelled to switch over until the dark side until today. The most beautiful bike got driven into my shop to have the clutch replaced, and I almost didn’t trust myself with the keys. Luckily I asked nicely and the dude let me take it for a spin or two around the block. Ya know to make sure the clutch didn’t stick and all that good stuff. Not to see if I could hold a wheelie down Madison St. or anything.











