The ride number is countless, the dollars per mile down in the single digit of cents….but it makes all the sense. Sometimes you go to the woods and ride, to think, to wonder, to get charged, to let it out. Explosive efforts that bring the grunts and the breathing hard and primal. Try to snap that chain with the legs, try to twist the throttle to full gas mode, punish the machine, tear it apart, it takes it time and time again. Solid, light and nimble. Over 12,000 miles on this Psychlo X and it never waivers. Everyone gets caught up with how a bike looks and that’s a good thing, to me it’s more about how it rides day after day and the real world abuse it can take. That’s a great bike. AND it just happens to look amazing while doing all of this.