I´m definitely nuts about Italian motorcycle culture. Which is why the passion for Moto Guzzi, Ducati and anything in between is regularly represented in my editorial work. However, autobiographic insides like the recent article in Motorrad are really uncommon.
Writing the personal story about a Veglia rev counter, my illusion of self-control and a growing motorcycle bastard – built of classic Guzzi parts, a broken Triumph Daytona and a few Ebay bargains – made me realize one thing: I´m helplessly addicted to the spirit of vintage racing. No clue what I mean? Just read the article and you will understand…
