The golden age of urban moto life is now. You awake. Nearby sounds of traffic and bustle greet you. Coffee. Shower. Food. Lock the door behind you. Walk out front, undo the disc lock, and mount your moto. Sprint to work, dodging slovenly cars as you glide through traffic. Your commute ends with a wide, knowing grin. On the weekend, pull on boots, riding jeans, and gear. Meet your buddies for coffee at the roadhouse. Twisty roads. Good friends. Stop for lunch. You’re home that afternoon with an enduring smile. You’re Steve McQueen cool. You’re David Lee Roth on two wheels. On a motorcycle in the city you roll like royalty. The only trick is keeping your noble steed serviced.