I think it's there, just shiny and contrasty with exhaust goodies poking through it. It may also be so ethereal that doesn't even photograph in Montana.
If it weren't parked it might have photographed poorly due to red shift, but it's already pretty red.
Some incredibly restrained maniac has only put 65 miles on this work of art. I would quadruple that on the way home, but 25% of that would be just on the back wheel.
Missing the fairing lower. Probably made out of carbon fiber hand-spun by little old ladies in Bologna, weighs less than a silk hanky, and costs as much as every motorcycle I own, plus the garage.
I think it's there, just shiny and contrasty with exhaust goodies poking through it. It may also be so ethereal that doesn't even photograph in Montana.
Some incredibly restrained maniac has only put 65 miles on this work of art. I would quadruple that on the way home, but 25% of that would be just on the back wheel.
Missing the fairing lower. Probably made out of carbon fiber hand-spun by little old ladies in Bologna, weighs less than a silk hanky, and costs as much as every motorcycle I own, plus the garage.
Some incredibly restrained maniac has only put 65 miles on this work of art. I would quadruple that on the way home, but 25% of that would be just on the back wheel.
I watched a summer-replacement tv show (remember them?) a long time ago where the plot centred on three guys rescuing a Ducati from a rich dude who bought it as a piece of art to display in his living room.
Some incredibly restrained maniac has only put 65 miles on this work of art. I would quadruple that on the way home, but 25% of that would be just on the back wheel.
Some incredibly restrained maniac has only put 65 miles on this work of art. I would quadruple that on the way home, but 25% of that would be just on the back wheel.
Suicide machine.
I paid for a couple years of school by picking them up from the insurance company with plastic damage, fixing/painting them, riding for a bit then selling. even 30 years ago it was amazing how much better the machines were than the average rider (me). I stopped when too many people started being on cell phones. Still, they are a lot of fun, as most dangerous toys are. This one is especially pretty too. I'd still smash bugs on the front of it.
Some incredibly restrained maniac has only put 65 miles on this work of art. I would quadruple that on the way home, but 25% of that would be just on the back wheel.
Some incredibly restrained maniac has only put 65 miles on this work of art. I would quadruple that on the way home, but 25% of that would be just on the back wheel.
I really like Mazda's new-ish design language. I would like to see a Mazda 3-sized Sport Coupe: two doors, four seats (barely), fastback. Like a larger version of a Miata. For that matter, a non-convertible, fastback Miata would sell like crazy. c.
I really like Mazda's new-ish design language. I would like to see a Mazda 3-sized Sport Coupe: two doors, four seats (barely), fastback. Like a larger version of a Miata. For that matter, a non-convertible, fastback Miata would sell like crazy. c.
I really like Mazda's new-ish design language. I would like to see a Mazda 3-sized Sport Coupe: two doors, four seats (barely), fastback. Like a larger version of a Miata. For that matter, a non-convertible, fastback Miata would sell like crazy. c.
That caught my eye - I just had the pleasure of driving one In the Santa Cruz mountains :-). A friend got a ‘74 1600-2 and is fixing it up better than new: 2 liter motor with 4 carbs, improved suspension, etc. Sooo fun to drive, now I know what all the fuss is about!
