Originally Posted by
uncle uncle
Barf. Barf. Barf. Barf; yes barf. And again, barf. Barf. Double barf. Barf. Uh, well, maybe........ no, barf. I think your basic, early eighties racing twelve speed will always be the definition of bicycle beautiful. These are all regrettable and forgettable attempts to add to that which is simple perfection.
You guys have it wrong, they let go the main Top Gear talent and are searching for a more politically correct alternative.
They missed the mark on this one, maybe they will follow the Americas Cup instead.