Why I Still Ride an Old Bike: A Love Letter to the Untamed
Why riding an old motorcycle, with its kickstart, vibrations, and stubborn quirks, feels closer to taming a wild animal than commuting from A to B.
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Reviews, stories, and thinking on everything automotive.
Why riding an old motorcycle, with its kickstart, vibrations, and stubborn quirks, feels closer to taming a wild animal than commuting from A to B.
A motorcycle ride from Guwahati to Mawsynram, the wettest place on Earth. We expected to be drenched and ended up chasing sunsets instead.