"The Purple Idea"

That leads to some questions: are we, VX owners, normal people? Who we are, actually? What does join us together? In fact, we are very different from each other: we are from North and South Europe, from West and East US, from Australia, Philippines and on and on. Different cultures, different ways of life. Women and men, entrepreneurs and unemployeds, extroverts and timids. Some of us could disassemble an engine with closed eyes, others (me...) consider every engine start just like a incomprehensible miracle. Some has seen maybe all the world, others has never been abroad. Should I keep on? Nevertheless, there is something that makes all of us someway similar. The VX, of course. But why did we choose just THAT bike, among thousand? Which is that secret reason that makes different people to be similar? I would like to know from you your own answer. Maybe the reason is the same, maybe not. As far as I am concerned, the riding and the bike herself are an aesthetic (and often ecstatic) experience. It's something that satisfies my wish of harmony. It's a mental matter, before that a physical question. That's why I call my bike "The Purple Idea" (well, the color is actually Bordeaux, but I like the sound of that name). Riding THAT bike is just like reading a very good book, or listening to my favorite music, something you can recall closing your eyes and resting for a while.