I could be wrong, but I think Royal Enfield has created my perfect motorcycle.Perfect because it captures the pure and simple joy of biking which sometimes gets buried under the pile of gizmos many machines come with.And perfect because it recaptures the pure and simple joy of my first big bike adventure, when Paddy Minne and I rode two Enfield Bullet 500s from India back to the UK in 1998.They looked beautiful, but were made of tinfoil and hope, to the extent that pretty much every bit that could vibrate its way loose would regularly do so, then fling itself into the road with gay abandon.
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