of some cursed celestial clock.A ride to me seems very like a fast-lived life. An existence in milliseconds.. Almost every eye blink, I am faced with decisions fraught with mortal consequences: lean here....no, there.....slow here...brake here, easy

This is part three of a three part story.I have had a test ride of the 07MY KTM 990 Superduke demonstrator today, consisting of town work, fast A roads and fast B roads, some of which are bumpy, and used some of the roads I used on the 'test circuit

I have had a test ride of 07MY KTM 950SM demonstrator today over about a 1 1/4 hour period, consisting of town work, fast A roads and fast B roads, some of which are bump, in fact the same 'test circuit' as I used on the KTM 690 SM yesterday

riding in Scotland last year. I understand what it feels like to ride fast and smooth, cranking over for another corner, keeping the revs in the sweet spot and all that stuff. I also believe that I have limited my fast riding (in the main) to appropriate

. But there's one thing that winds me up more than anything and it happened to me last night, so while it's fresh on my mind, I thought I'd scribble it down.There I was, riding along an open, fast country road in the dark. I'm getting a lick on (well, I

was fastest. I pulled into the pits and watched the rest of practice on Pitlane. BJ Toal just pipped my time in the dying minutes to bump me to 3rd. Going into Qualifying I knew I needed to get a fast lap early on, as it was drizzling, and threatening rain. I

, it seems surreal that I ended up working for Performance Bikes, employed by Simon Hargreaves - the guy who wrote that TL1000s launch report I was so keen to read all those years ago. And what bike do I now ride? That's right, a TL1000s..Si Hargreaves

I have had a test ride of the KTM 690 today over about a 1 hour period, consisting of town work, fast A roads and fast B roads, some of which are bumpy.First impression was how my knees stuck into the fuel tank, which splays out at the front

wouldn't be able to help myself but to ride fast and hard, trying to red line every gear and ride in anger.I'm not saying I'm a bad driver, I just enjoy driving. I have done some very stupid things on the road in my youth, but I tried desperately

'm coming on to my favorite stretch of fast road anywhere. The A610 into Matlock Bath, Derbyshire. The roads are more or less mine, just a few heavy trucks and the occasional slinky lycra clad cyclist to think for. The Zed 11 is coming up to temp now