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| The Vincent: Record Breakers in Basic Black | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Discovering a tidy collection of the world’s most exclusive motorcycles.
When I received a call from Herb Harris inviting me to visit him at his home in Austin, Texas, I had to wonder if I was hearing things. After all, it had never really occurred to me that someone, somewhere, might have the tenacity and wherewithal to acquire every significant example of motorcycling’s two-wheeled Holy Grail. In all fields of creative endeavor there exist benchmarks to which other makes and breeds aspire. Standing alongside Rolls-Royce (of yore), d’Yquem, and Patek Philippe is Vincent, one-time maker of the world’s most exclusive—and elusive—motorcycles. And Harris likes them a lot.
That resonance can be heard—literally—in the gracious, wood-paneled gallery that adjoins the Harris home in a peaceful Austin neighborhood. The inviting space houses a rotating collection of machinery by Vincent and others that tells the story of the once-proud British motorcycle industry—a story that Harris is committed to preserving and articulating. Vincent made its reputation with single-cylinder and V-twin motorcycles of 500cc and 1,000cc displacement, respectively. The production Singles—the most popular was the Comet—were essentially half of the mighty V-twin, which evolved from Series A through Series B, C, and D iterations. The basic V-twin was the Rapide, although souped-up versions called the Black Shadow were offered in the Series B, C, and D models. Speed demons could order the Black Lightning, nominally a 150 mph Series C that was marketed as "The World’s Fastest Standard Motorcycle." What's in a name? HRD is a name recognized by British enthusiasts of the day. :: Learn more about this :: Back then, a new company could be founded with a single sheet. Philip Vincent caught motorcycle fever while he was still a college student at Cambridge. :: Learn more about this :: Harris’ collection of production bikes—which includes Vincent Series A, B, C, and D Rapides—is fleshed out by other marques, including Brough Superior, BSA, Matchless, Norton, and Triumph. Most occupy the adjacent garage, which is also home to more recent classics, such as an MV Agusta 850SS and a brace of bevel-drive Ducatis. An avid rider, Harris does not forsake modern motor-cycles; his collection also includes recent models from BMW, Ducati, Harley-Davidson, Triumph, and a Suzuki Hyabusa. But the nuclei of the collection—and of far greater rarity—are those iconic Vincents that competed as road racers, drag- and land-speed record bikes. Harris has them all, and then some. Hard work and serendipity enabled Harris to track down the very first Series B, or "modern" Vincent V-twin engine, the prototype known by its number, 1X/1. Designed by the legendary engineer Phil Irving and built in 1946, it was the motor that established the company after World War II. 1X/1 has a colorful history, having seen sidecar, boat, and even aircraft duty before being installed in a racing replica cycle prior to its acquisition in 2003.
Reg Dearden’s 1949 Series C Supercharged Black Lightning does not occupy the gallery, but sits quietly in the corner of the Harris family room. Not many domestic settings boast such rarefied rolling stock. Dearden was a British Norton dealer who envisioned a record-breaking Vincent to bring the motorcycle land speed record back to Britain. The motorcycle was returned to Stevenage in 1950 to have a supercharger and numerous special parts fitted and the frame lengthened by 4 inches. The project came to an abrupt halt in 1953 when Dearden’s rider, Les Graham, was killed in a race accident. Harris’ assiduous sleuthing led him to the bike’s owner, and it joined the collection in 1997.
Despite their rarity, none of Harris’ motorcycles are static objects. Saturday morning, I emerged from the comfortable apartment situated above the gallery and joined Harris and Tony Temple, the collection’s caretaker. Temple is one of very few mechanics who specializes in the intricate and eccentric Vincent powerplants. Temple is also the chief mechanic for Harris’ company, Harris Vincent Gallery, which sells Vincents and other classic motorcycles and collectibles to a narrow coterie of enthusiasts worldwide.
I was thankful that my invitation extended beyond an opportunity to look, touch, and listen. We shut down the racer, and I began my travel back in time with an excursion on the second oldest Vincent in the collection, a 1937 TT Replica. The Series A single was a racing version of the Comet Special, and the small bike was the perfect way to acclimatize oneself with the Vincent machines. I followed Harris on his 1955 Black Prince through some lovely Austin neighborhoods, with sweeping roads and an undulating green landscape dotted with homes. Within a couple of miles, I got into a groove on the ancient Vincent. Light and nimble, the sprightly senior amply demonstrated why riders enjoy such early machines.
Of course, greater excitement was in store. In our absence, Temple had fueled up a pair of Series C Shadows. One of them was Harris’ favorite riding Vincent, a Lightningized Shadow named "The Beast" by its original owner, racer Mal Thompson. According to Harris, "It has this great history as a nitro drag bike; it’s the most famous Texas Vincent, and the thing runs so fast. It starts up and it’s got this thrilling straight exhaust, and it pulls and brakes so hard. ‘The Beast’ will actually lock the tires up with its drum brakes, and it’s a 135 mph motorcycle. Powerful. Sounds beautiful. Looks better than any other Vincent that I’ve got to ride, and so it has it all. It’s got legend and real-world performance." I would soon learn that Harris wasn’t kidding. I settled onto the other Shadow, an original example that had me thinking "comfortable old Ducati" as we embarked on a longer ride at a much faster clip. The motor was strong and responsive, and the machine loped along nicely without a hint of stress. Intake roar, valve noise, and exhaust blended into a harmonious blanket of sound. If only Harley-Davidsons sounded so good. Braking and handling were better than my old XLCR. The fast sweepers and a stretch of interstate let the Vincent stretch its legs, and I would have gladly ridden for hours. Except that it was time to ride "The Beast." What I got was everything Harris promised and more—a motorcycle so essential and "right" that it begs the question of why we pursue more modern machines. Its speed, handling, braking, and comfort are sufficient to satisfy any 21st-century rider for whom excitement is derived from engineering brilliance and a beautifully executed design. Such a motorcycle is the Vincent, and I want one badly. |
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