Cacophony. That’s the only way to describe the sound that permeates the cabin as the tach needle sweeps past 4,000RPM. The normally melodious warble of the aftermarket muffler is choked off by the muted drone imposed by the factory airbox. The 1600cc engine wheezes in air as though snorting it through mucus-clogged nostrils. For once, I think to myself, I’ll be looking forward to having my helmet on . 80MPH in a 25MPH zone. Solid as a rock. This is pre-tech. On January



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