It took 6km and I was in love. My eyes were wet from the burning desire. My heart was beating hard with the excitement of the powerful emotions sweeping through me. Bloody hell, after 15 years of riding all kinds of motorcycles, this one had reduced me to a quivering lump of emotionally charged flesh!
500-something kilometres and two days later, I was riding the hardest 150km of my life. I was headed back to the showroom to return the test bike. I was openly crying inside the helmet. Crying because I knew the price was a bridge too far. On a...
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Updated Date: Feb 14, 2016 08:25:53 IST