To be straight, it's not so much the bikes in this footage that have me all moist between the legs but it's the wicked film of the guys and their scoots belting it up through the streets, only inches from the kind of shit that the human body, even clad in leathers, lids and kevlar undies is not going to cope with should a motor lock up or a choice of line prove incorrect . . . . this is the Isle of Man, not some fuckin soft, politically correct, miles of run off, air bag surrounded, sand trapped golf course, this is the circuit that so intimidated Barry Sheene he refused to race on it and was single handedly responsible for the the boycott that lead to it's being struck off the G.P tour.
I've said it before and I'll say it again, this is a whole different level of competition, major injury, not to mention death, is always just a second away on this road racers road racing course, the chances that just a micro second's inattention will fuck your shit up for good is at its greatest on the circuit that laps the little island in the middle of the Irish Sea . . . . if you haven't got the requisite sized nuts, don't bother coming, this motherfucker of a widowmaker doesn't take prisoners !!!!