I can just imagine the author of that last bit (I presume that was Matt Cuddy?) speaking in a gigantic temple, with stained-glass windows in the shape of radial cooling fins and expansion chambers, prrrrreeeeeaaaaching before the congregation. Letting his words sweep over the crowd and echo of the walls in this great building of the two-stroke Lord. And he says unto them, that there have been before and will be in the future, those who doubt the two-stroke way. But these are the lost souls of our world, brothers and sisters. For they have fallen to the temptation of the mighty and fearsome valvetrain and have allowed their smoke to be replaced by strokes. But soon there shall be REDEMPTION for the true and the loyal and the pre-mixers of the world. And Maico will smile down upon them from the great Pfaffingen assembly plant beyond, and it shall be good, amen!
There comes a time when someone with a strong imagination and a strong writing skill can lay it on just a wee bit too thick. Although the image of the YZ400F as the first horseman is pretty damn funny, and just a little too accurate for comfort.