It was a sunny day, mid-spring in Alaska, a Saturday afternoon. I cant explain what caused me to steer my truck in the direction of our local Triumph dealership...I quite honestly had no intention of buying a motorcycle...I had not ridden in 30 years. I walked in, looked about the place, saw the Roadster (A used 2010) and gazed at it for about 10 minutes. Eliciting odd looks, I ran for the door, jumped in my truck, and sped off to the credit union. I worried considerably that I could not make arrangements fast enough, that it might be gone.
A week or so later it was delivered to my garage...still snow and ice on the ground I sat with the door open for 3 weeks in a chair watching every molecule of snow and ice evaporate. There is no manner of entertainments, drugs or women that can substitute the experience of riding my Rocket...test drive? You don't need no stinkin test drive.