Description
Do you love new or restored vehicles that never get on the road?
You love silence, gentleness, the antiseptic mechanical assistance that helps you take corners with total calm and zero danger?
You dream of a motorcycle that starts every morning to go to work without waking the kids?
You’d rather have a GPS, a touchscreen, ABS, heated grips, and ultra‑bitey disc brakes?
You want to save on fuel, on maintenance, never get your hands dirty and protect your driving licence?
Flee, and fast!
On the other hand, if you enjoy the sensation, you’re in the right place.
Three cylinders smoking, a chassis, brakes (a bit), a headlight (there because it’s needed), a rear‑view mirror (to see if you’re not too wind‑blown removing the helmet), a brand‑new seat that transmits every vibration, and three exhausts that even my gran could hear from 500 metres; this bike sticks its tongue out at the police, a spit in the face of the 12 points, a “bleep” at the ZFE.
Its three pistons are as motivated as a teenager on Xanax at 7am on a Sunday when it’s time to tackle spring cleaning of his cave—as long as you keep them under 6000rpm; past that limit and they’ll scream THE TWELVE THOUSAND! THE TWELVE THOUSAND! THE TWELVE THOUSAND! as if suddenly possessed by the spirit of a cohort of evangelical missionaries fed like Noël geese with ultra-pure schnapps that would have annoyed Pablo Escobar.
350 cubic centimetres, 45 horsepower and 150kg—need I say more?
Never restored, it’s in its patina and it still delivers; the top end was rebuilt in 2016 at 19, 000km, the rubbers (grips, footrests, …) were changed at the same time; the battery was replaced and the loom redone in 2017. It hasn’t even done 1, 000km since, surely for fear of melting the kepi’s twin or carving ruts in the streets and making brave city dwellers on electric bikes cry into their Matcha‑Bubble‑tea bio‑ethics.
And as it has a valid MOT-less than six months old and up-to-date papers, if your ears are properly tuned, you can come a test ride it; it’s a 30‑minute drive from Strasbourg by car, but 15 minutes for it. So don’t wait for it to come and find you on its own… Christine was a good girl next to it.
