Yamaha Bulldog BT1100

Last chance to ride Black Beauty before she kicks my sofa addiction up a gear.

Meet the Yamaha BT 1100 Last Edition, aka Black Beauty.

She’s big, bold, brutal, and beautiful — like a heavyweight boxer in a tuxedo who quotes Shakespeare between rounds.

This is the final production run. After this, she’s gone. Poof. No more. Yamaha pulled the plug, so you’d better pull the trigger.

What Black Beauty gives you:

• That thumping, 1100cc V-twin heart that sounds like a bear with a bass guitar.
• A torque curve flatter than my sense of humour.
• Enough raw charisma to make other bikes develop oil leaks out of sheer insecurity.
• A riding posture that says “I’m relaxed” — not “I’m fleeing a crime scene.”

What Black Beauty does NOT give you:

• Wind protection. You ARE the windscreen now, brave soul.
• A tachometer. You shift when your soul tells you to.
• Any excuse to buy a smaller bike.
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Why am I selling?

Because Black Beauty deserves someone who rides her more than once a month — not just to roll her out of the garage, make “vroom” noises, and roll her back in while eating a biscuit.

Also, my wife says three bikes is “a phase.” Four is “a problem.” And I’m a problem-solver.

Mileage: low enough to be sexy, high enough to be broken in like a good leather jacket.

Bonus features:

• Free “What the hell is THAT?” looks from sportbike riders.
• Instant membership to the Real Men Don’t Need Fairings club.
• Comes with the last known VIN of this legend — future collectible or future boat anchor? Your gamble.

Serious inquiries only.

Or unserious ones with very serious cash.

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