Published on February 16th, 2019 | by Boris
Rossi has just turned 40. And in a few weeks, he will compete in his 24th world championship. He has thus far contested 383 grands prix. There have only been 876 of them to contest since... Read More →
Published on February 14th, 2019 | by Boris
Dear Alberto, Ola! How is it you pronounce your surname? Is it “Poo-Ig”? or “Pweeg”? You are from Norwaynia where live the Eskimos, yes? You must be the first Eskimo to be in MotoGP. Your tribe... Read More →
Published on February 13th, 2019 | by Boris
PHOTOGRAPHY BY NICK EDARDS / HALF LIGHT PHOTOGRAPHIC I didn’t know how good an open-face helmet could be until I pulled the M1 Pro onto my bonce. I felt we had reached Peak Open-Face with the... Read More →
Published on February 12th, 2019 | by Boris
IMAGES (THE GOOD ONES) BY NICK EDARDS / HALF LIGHT PHOTOGRAPHIC In which our hero is compelled by his love of fine photography to spend several hours in various isolated locations with a dry-witted Englishman who... Read More →
Published on February 7th, 2019 | by Boris
This is the best Harley-Davidson ever built. There. I said it. You can either believe me, or you can go and ride one and then you can believe. Or not. I’m not fussed because the statement... Read More →
Published on January 24th, 2019 | by Boris
In which our hero realises he’s not been placed upon this earth to procreate with spiders, and if the Niken is to be taken seriously, it needs to be taken somewhere serious. With stuff tied to... Read More →
Published on January 6th, 2019 | by Al
"Tell him I have something to say to him in Serbian" said Ben... Read More →
Published on January 1st, 2019 | by Boris
In which our hero finds himself in the company of an outlaw in a country pub in the dark days before Christmas, whereupon he is compelled to ask the small crowd of tattooed brutes who came... Read More →
Published on December 19th, 2018 | by Boris
In which our hero finds himself sassing up the Putty Road in the darkness before the dawn and waiting for a kangaroo to land on his face, before riding herd on 18-odd riders who have come... Read More →
Published on December 17th, 2018 | by Boris
IMAGES BY PHIL VENERIS “Oh my…” I mouthed as the hurtling began. “Oh great stump-jumping Jesus of Nazareth…oooh…” And then there was no more talking to myself. There was maybe some fractured internal dialogue to do... Read More →
