Indulge me for a minute as we attempt to get into a collective fantasy here! You pick up a scratch and match ticket from the local newsagent and manage to hit the jackpot. Fifty thousand big ones, and all you’ve got to do is figure out where to spend it. That part is obvious: A track bike.

Something properly sorted and prepped solely for track days: Hmm, maybe a Gixxer thou sleeper. Stock looking bodywork and a 190hp PTR motor? That would be fun, hair raising tales of 100mph handlebar shaking power-wheelies and laying darkies in the turns would look great on the bar stool resume, but in the real world it would be a beast to ride on a regular basis.

Maybe a highly tweaked 600cc supersport would be more like it, or a Ducati 999R? I guess the choices could be endless, and in the end it would come down to personal riding preference.

Well, when my fantasy comes true I will be picking up the phone and talking to John Murray at Racemetal to order myself a Poggipolini NCR Millona. 

Weighing in at 118kg, yep that's not a typo, including fluids, and putting down a useful 85hp to the blacktop through a 195/65 KR108 Dunlop slick, while scything through turns thanks to GP derived suspension components is about as close to nirvana as it gets.

The Ducati 1000DS motor that Trev waxed lyrical over in his review of the Supersport 1000 DS motivates the Millona, and with only 118kg to propel it pulls out of turns quite strongly indeed.

The bike was just so easy to ride that within a couple of laps I kept finding bikes in my way.  For me the racetrack was suddenly a very different place, I was going faster than I have ever gone on any bike in my life.

Where Pahrump’s (Las Vegas) two blind right-hand corners were a cause for concern on the top of the range Ducati 999R, necessitating running out wide before entering, they now became passing places of choice as I stuffed the diminutive Poggipolini up the inside of anything that got in my way. Time and time again, blitzing through the chicane on the backside of the track I would nearly run up the back of people. It was just so easy to keep the throttle pinned, the suspension making a joke of the bumps that regularly tie the latest road going sportsbikes into knots.