|You're going to be reading much more about Royal Enfield's new Cafe Racer.|
The winners can rub shoulders with me, too, if they want. I'll be there, courtesy of Royal Enfield. I was delighted to be invited.
Full disclosure: not only is Royal Enfield paying my way across the Atlantic from the United States and putting me up, they've promised I will get the chance to ride an actual example of the new Continental GT cafe racer.
Additional disclosure: if, previous to this invitation I was disposed to like the new motorcycle, I am now disposed to adore it. This is the transforming effect of someone else paying the freight.
I feel certain that the "UK's top motorcycle journalists" will thoroughly test the cafe racer's performance. I predict they will suggest that it needs more power. Top motorcycle journalists never suggest than any motorcycle needs less of that.
My perspective as a commuter, not a racer, will lead me to evaluate the cafe racer on my own all-important criterion: How do I look on this thing?
After all, just because I am going from Point A to Point B day in and day out does not mean I can't do it on a motorcycle that sings of rock'n'roll. A motorcycle signifies freedom, even for a wage slave.
(I expect my test ride to be thrilling, mostly because it will be on the "wrong" side of the road, something I've never attempted before on two wheels.)
It's a big moment for Royal Enfield. I'm proud to be there to see it.