Smoother than the firm thighs of a centrefold and loaded with more electronics than a JB Hi-Fi store, Honda’s latest Goldwing can cross continents faster than Barnaby Joyce chasing down a new staffer. But it’s much classier and better behaved. It’s behavior is reflected in its ability to smash out miles, carve corners, start bushfires, and deliver you to your destination with all your chakras aligned and ready to dance. It’s like a lounge chair that does 200km/h, but easier to get out of, and you can clean it with a hose.
MY WIFE’S OPINION
“I like this. It’s very comfortable. Why didn’t they give you the one with the big pillion seat? I would have loved that more. Did you tell them you were single, you sack of shit?”
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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.