It's the clattering of steel, the minimal sounds of sockets turning hex bolts into freshly cnc'd billet aluminum. The noise dies to a low shifting of titanium plates interlinked with polished carbon covers onto a beast of a frame, begging to be let out of the cage. It screams with anticipation in an internal monologue of primed shift linkages and twitchy throttles. It's raceday...it's everyday...it's moments before that red light turns. See the technology at CR&S motorcycles.