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Reviewed on March 11, 2001
In a world where the motorcycles which dominate are all designed by men whose last names I can barely pronounce, it's nice to see that one company still builds the one true spirit that motorcycling was built on. While all the yuppies are out there buying the one with the most horsepower and...
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In a world where the motorcycles which dominate are all designed by men whose last names I can barely pronounce, it's nice to see that one company still builds the one true spirit that motorcycling was built on. While all the yuppies are out there buying the one with the most horsepower and turning the fastest 1/4 mile times, the true enthusiasts still have their mind focused on the bike that caught their heart ever since that day they saw their first one. The yuppies are out there raising hell and giving those of us who truly enjoy the sport a bad name. They're killing themselves and we're sitting here wondering 'where's the line to be drawn' I had the pleasure of riding one of these steeds a few months back. I didn't even have to start the twin to be impressed...Immediately after easing my right leg over the saddle, I knew that this was no bike to be compromised. Every curve of my body was perfectly accepted by the machine. The gauges were perfectly placed in line with the line the eye takes when positioned as the bike has its way of putting you. Upon turning the key, the dash lights up, telling me she was ready to cater my ever need. I depress the starter button and she roars to life, spewing a melodic sound of pure ecstasy from her pipes. I could not do anything but sit there and listen for a moment. She didn't run, she purred. Her sound was like the voice of an angel, put on Earth to bring joy to anyone who heard her voice. As I pusshed her back and turned, i could feel her precisionly balanced body move beneath me. She was ready to show me what she was capable of. Through each corner I fell more in love with this symbol of perfection. She fell into each corner and rolled out like she was doing it herself. I was merely a passenger on this pleasure cruise. After only a ten minute ride, I believe I was ready to cry upon returning it. It was a perfect machine in every way. Sure, it wasn't comfortable for simple jaunts. But, it wasn't built for the yuppies who have to be comfortable 24-7. It was built for the passionate who refuse to settle for anything less than the best. Ducati is a purveyor of fine machines. In this world of pure speed, lightweight jap machines, it's nice to see that one company still sticks with the traditions of passion and enthusiasm. True lovers of the sport. If you have the means, I highly recommend getting one. If not, lust, as I do.
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