I’ve put 300 miles on the last available 2020 XRC RR in Northern NV because I waited for the 2021 release to see if there would be anything more than a new, crappier paint job. There is not. This is my first adult toy. Never a motorcycle, RV, jet ski, etc. Nothing. Nice cars, but always my daily drivers. I’m 60. This is how I feel, with all of the highest respect to our Marines and all Military and our First Responders: “This is my Mav. There are many like him, but this one is mine. My Mav is my best friend. He is my life. I must master him as I must master my life. My Mav, without me, is useless. Without my Mav, I am useless. I must drive my Mav true. I must drift faster than my enemy who is trying to pass me. I must pass him before he passes me. I will... My Mav and myself know that what counts in this war is not the trails we drive, the noise of our Rotax, nor the rooster tails we make. We know that it is the speed that counts. We will hit the whoops... My Mav is human, even as I, because he is my life. Thus, I will learn him as a brother. I will learn his weaknesses, his strength, his parts, his accessories, his CVT belt and his air filters. I will ever guard him against the ravages of weather and damage as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes, my wife and my heart against damage. I will keep my Mav clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will... Before God, I swear this creed. My Mav and myself are the defenders of my BLM Land. We are the masters of our trails. We are the saviors of my life. So be it, until victory is America's and there is no enemy, but peace!” I love him so much.