PLANNING THE BIG LAP
MY HEALTH has improved to the point where I wheeled my Ducati out of the shed last week, charged the battery and hit the starter button. It’s been more than a year since I last rode it or any other bike and it was time to break the drought.
Nothing. The engine turned but not a flicker. No fuel! Poured in some fresh juice, second stab it fired, one cylinder at first, then the other. Yeehar! I set it at a fast idle and lost myself in the wondrous cacophony of an air-cooled desmodromic V-twin preparing for battle.
Drip. Drip. Drip. So that’s why the tank was empty. I briefly considered just going around the block – it wasn’t leaking much and the
