Motorcycles occupy a special place in the consumer vehicles universe. More than cars, motorcycles are directly connected to the person and transmit a different kind of emotions while on it. It’s almost visceral and instinctual, I may say.

There is in fact nothing logical to ride a bicycle equipped with a big exploding engine at high speeds with no protection at all! Technology has advanced also in this sense inevitably, providing us with extremely powerful machines with adequately enhanced computers managing the whole thing for us.
Somehow though, the core of motorcycling resides not in the fancy machine, not in the digitally assisted throttle control, not in the inclination distributed braking power, but in the crude and brute wire connected to a plastic bit that determines if the inappropriately motorized bicycle will accelerate or decelerate.
That’s why it doesn’t matter how old or noisy or little environmentally friendly a motorcycle is — in a way.
On the other end of the spectrum, there are these new hi-tech electric bikes that don’t even make a noise and shred their torque absent engines through the roads, like a samurai sword cuts through a forest of bamboo plants.
Standing on one side or the other of the spectrum, it’s sometimes determined just by an age factor. The newest generations are accustomed to have electric everything, contrasted by the old school cool dudes that still don’t mind their bike rattling around the city, losing screws and bolts.
I do believe that technology is of great help for the automotive industry. A motorcycle that is able to connect to my phone and give me all sorts of datas and analytics about its status and functions certainly sounds appealing for me.
It’s no secret that I am a big fan of technology (riding a KTM 1190 Adventure), but in this sense I feel that I am not quite ready to abandon the roaring sound of a V-twin engine for a buzzing noise of an electric one. But I am indeed ready to let the machine take some control and help in my riding. Why not!?
I remember those days. I use to swirl through cars and traffic, when raining, with no abs, riding a big street bike.
No thank you!
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