2003 Ducat; 999
By BLAKE CONNER
PHOTOS By TOM RILES
rDl iding the 999 around makes you
l..iU feel cool. No, make that classy.
Not the cheesy, gold-chain wearing,
Corvette driving kinda classy - it
makes you feel classy like HumphreyBogart-with-Ingrid-Bergman-hookedonto-his-arm classy. Don't ask me
why; I don't know.
I'm not a poseur, and frankly I
don't give a damn what anyone
thinks of me when I'm riding a motorcycle around. I'm just in it for me. I
don't care to be seen, but when I'm
on the 999, it just feels different.
Another clarification: I don't feel like
a snob riding it around, I just feel like
I'm riding something special. And
that's exactly what the 999 is: something special.
It's starting to grow on you, isn't It?
I'm already hooked - I've fallen in love
with the 999 in more ways than one.
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