This was my ‘2006 ish’ MV Agusta Brutale 750.
After a couple of years on my Buell XB Lighting I grew tired of the mid range flat spot that affected the 900cc version.This was the only issue on an otherwise excellent bike and should have been easy to solve but a way to access the bikes computer never arrived. I tested a lot of bikes. I really liked the MT-01 but Yamaha Australia priced them at a crazy $22,000 when every other naked was about $15K. The Triumph dealership on the Gold Coast said I can sell you a Brutale for the same price as a Speed Triple and handed me the key to a demo. The deal was for a brand new old stock model.
I got it plated 2006 but really it was about 2004. I doubt I will own a more beautiful bike. It handled superbly and the engine had a playful personality like some energetic puppy. I rode this bike more often than any I have owned before or since. I just wanted to be out on it every chance. However the ownership experience was not all rosy.
That enthusiastic engine was very thirsty and had a high pitch vibration causing things to come loose and fall off. The mirrors were always blurred and I started using those grip puppy foam covers as the bars vibrated too much. That stylish seat was where the name Brutale came from, hard as wood, I needed to use a air hawk pad. The fuel lines detached themselves a couple of times spraying me in petrol, the switch gear broke, the headlight glass fell out and despite being kept in a garage and waxed the red paint was already fading and the wheels clear coat peeling within two years.
This will sound clichéd ‘Italian bike BS’ but it really had a crazy personality and was special to ride. However my confidence meter on owning another Italian (or European) bike stays in the amber zone.