and do you know that Tenni's son wrote great poetry?
Tenni's son raps it up
He even wrote a homage to his dad's Guzzi
'The Eagle
He clasps the bars with crookèd hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring'd with the azure world, he rides.
The wrinkled road beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.'
– diesel spills were a problem in those days too, evidently.
He also got quite excited about the limited edition, 600 or thereabouts, Scura run.
(Don't know what he thought of the Tenni.)
'When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Limited Edition Scura Brigade,
Noble six hundred!'