There used to be one or two Vincents on the road in the mid Seventies when I first set out on a little motorbike.
I think there was one in particular that I met quite a lot whilst riding about for the sake (love) of it. It didn't matter that I was on a crappy little bike, the gentleman on the Vincent always gave me a wave.
I so admired his riding style and still aspire to it today. Always travelling at a respectable rate and yet never looking like he was in a hurry. Always with a perfect , relaxed riding posture, well positioned in the road and always in full command of his mount.
A true gentleman of the road.
They hot them up for racing these days too..
