Four miles on the clock. This is effectively a new machine at a used-machine conversation. The V4 Granturismo pulls like a freight train and sounds like Bologna's opera house on fire.
This one barely has a life yet — four miles. Somebody ordered it, signed for it, rolled it into a garage, and blinked. Perhaps the garage was already full. Perhaps the marriage objected. Its story hasn't been written, which is precisely the appeal: the first real chapter belongs to you, and it begins with a cold start that rattles the neighbor's windows in Italian.
The XDiavel rider owns good espresso equipment and knows why. They've done a track day or they're lying about planning one. They want a cruiser silhouette with superbike internals — feet forward, 168 horses, zero apologies. They cross-shopped nothing.
The motorcycle press has treated the V4-era XDiavel as the definitive power cruiser — drag-strip numbers with genuine long-haul manners, and handling no 500-plus-pound cruiser has a right to. The consensus critique: the price, which buying it lightly used neatly solves.
