Sasha Grey was probably faking her famous Tasered-animal squealing in all those wonderful grown-up films she starred in. I hope not, because she had me convinced she was genuinely having a great time. Much like the genuinely great time I had belting around on Mr Bloor’s amazing, all-new, venom-filled streetfighter. More grunt, less weight, tonnes more hate, and iced with the congenital hooliganism that defines all Speed Triples, this is a game-changer for Triumph.
The entire review can be found HERE. Or you should just go test-ride the bastard and then try calling me a liar.
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Boris is a writer who has contributed to many magazines and websites over the years, edited a couple of those things as well, and written a few books. But his most important contribution is pissing people off. He feels this is his calling in life and something he takes seriously. He also enjoys whiskey, whisky and the way girls dance on tables. And riding motorcycles. He's pretty keen on that, too.