had been here testing, which meant we had to get our act together pretty quick. First practice was good, ending up 5th fastest and just a gnat's cock off the faster guys. This made me confident for qualifying as Knockhill's mad layout makes it real

've never been through anything like it.........and I feel out of water a bit...he is chucking the SV around with the greatest of ease two up, not scary not dangerous, confident, smooth.I look at his rear tyre right out to the edge; mine plenty of chicken

the first of many thunderstorms as we skirted the vast lake which no doubt would probably do wonders for our future confidence in the wet. The sun remained hidden by angry clouds and despite the generous fairing I began to shake like a shitting dog, which I

I was going to go out on a real limb on this one. There was a distinct possibility that this article would find its way under the noses of some people who were going to be pretty horrified at what they read. So horrified, in fact, that they might

track? Forget it. Strangely it's not a problem with the old GS 80. The old GS 80 was a bike that the majority of women could ride with confidence. In fact most women could ride most of the 500cc trail bikes made 20 plus years ago.Then everyone started

around him because he can react to it much more subtly than a car can. Excellent throttle control, anticipation and good body language are essential in creating and maintaining your space. Being confident that you can put the bike exactly where you want

the 31 miles shouldn't be a major problem. I ran the London Marathon in 2005 and the Dublin in 2000 and have managed around 40 half marathons over the years so I am quite confident if not old and creaky.Will post again on Monday after the weekend

turn 1 his own, closely followed by Kyle, Stuart and Harry. The track was drying and the riders were becoming more confident and really going for it. Most riders had opted for wets as there were still damp areas just off the racing line. Bradley

of representing the kind of worst case scenario that is designed to strike a chord — not to mention a note of fear — in the heart of any reader who has ever ridden a desirable motorcycle in one of the seedier corners of our fair city.Hands up anyone who's ever

.Regular readers of these articles (ie. if you read the other one) will know that I was previously utterly unprepared and bikeless with the start of the season fast approaching. However, and rather uncharacteristically, I did actually manage to pull my finger out