But the Vincent was the winner that afternoon. It had the image of an “old” bike, but a closer look revealed something impossible… there was no frame, the shocks were in the wrong place, and that black engine??? Engines were supposed to be shiny pieces of beautiful aluminum. The Vincent was noisy, loud, a Twin – who wanted a Twin then? Riding on the back seat of both bikes, the sensations are forever in my mind, and I still consider that afternoon my real introduction to the world of motorcycling, so both bikes are going to the list.