There’s a certain kind of satisfaction that comes from straddling a machine like my Bea, not a person, sorry, but my daily ride motorcycle, a 1983 Honda CX400 Custom. Named it after Bea Alonzo, the actress, who I find very beautiful and classy looking. It's not the type of satisfaction that you get from the latest hyper-engineered crotch rockets with their aggressively designed plastics, with more electronics than a NASA space shuttle. No, this is a different kind of satisfaction—one that’s earned, a satisfaction that emerges and rumbles from deep within the soul, like the low, guttural growl of that transverse, carbureted, Moto-Guzzi style - 400cc V-twin engine.
