It looks like I am finally getting to say “benvenuto” to my dream-experience. Call it risky; I call it freedom. Freedom of the mind, freedom of the soul. I wish I could also call it freedom of the body, but I cannot say that because the next time I hit the road my body will be willingly imprisoned to an 849cc engine gem as I veer the corners and swerve through traffic in my helmet, boots and leather gloves.
I will be blasting it with vigour. I will be riding it with pride as I burn tar – blasting and revving it purely for fun, not just to move from A to B. The excitement is immeasurable…outstanding control and precision make the Streetfighter 848 irresistible. I just can’t wait.
Now this is what I call an authentically brave and unique experience, what an adventure.
I never thought I was one to drool over nudity, but this naked
132 horsepower machine is truly breathlessly thrilling.
Talk about freedom, in many forms it comes . . . !
#imprisoned willingness#
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