Time Warp

It fires up with a defiant snarl; a loud, aggressive, high-pitched, cackling two-stroke cacophony that has more in common with a modern grand prix racebike than with a typical roadster that was built 70 years ago. Underestimate me at your peril, the Flying Squirrel seems to be spitting. I’m one of the famous Scotts – a descendant of the bike that first won the Isle of Man TT as long ago as 1912…

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