For those who don’t know me, or who haven’t heard about me, which is likely most of you, my name is Jack and I’m the new kid on the block. The late Warwick ‘Wazza’ Maguire, who was an ex-motorcycle racer and chief road tester at Rapid Bikes back in the day – and more importantly, my father, pretty much raised me on two wheels.

Jeff and I at 'The Farm', moments before I nearly accidentally kicked him off his bike coming through the S's.

Jeff and I at ‘The Farm’, moments before I nearly accidentally kicked him off his bike coming through the Esses.

It wouldn’t surprise me in the slightest if my father had taught me to ride a motorcycle before he taught me to walk. I began riding motorcycles at about three-years old, on a Suzuki JR50, and would eventually start racing dirt-track. I idolised my father, a man who literally had one of the coolest jobs in the World. What isn’t to love about a life of riding cool bikes and going fast?

Unfortunately, I wouldn’t continue to race, and I wouldn’t properly start riding again until I was nearly 17. For that period I spent my life as any other kid would, going in and out of sports, trying to find the right one for me, even though I probably should have just kept on racing.

My Dad, Warwick 'Wazza' Maguire, showing off some of his two-wheeled skill he possessed back in the Rapid days.

My old man showing off some of the two-wheeled skill he possessed back in the Rapid Bikes days.

My father certainly wasn’t a perfect man, and he had flaws as does anyone else, which ultimately wouldn’t play out in his favour. I can remember talking to people at his funeral, whose faces I can only barely remember, and telling them that I had decided I wanted to swing my leg back over a bike and make him proud.

Some months later, I managed to get my motorcycle license, buy a 2016 Honda CBR300R and get on the road. I started doing odd jobs for Jeff around this time – While I unknowingly started my career, writing reviews on products for BikeReview on gear sourced for me to test out.

Wearing my Dad's old leathers and getting my knee down on the old road, on my small Honda CBR300R.

Enjoying a Sunday scratch on my faithful 2016 Honda CBR300R.

In-fact, I had never really thought about becoming a journalist. It seemed too unattainable and too good to be true, and I was originally thinking about a trade, such as electrical or plumbing.

Needless to say, I’m glad I’m doing what I’m doing now. For me, this is a dream job and I am super excited for all of the great opportunities I’ll get, the great people I’ll meet, the awesome bikes I’ll get to ride and the awesome things I’ll be able to see.

Alongside working at BikeReview and studying, I also work as a motorcycle courier, working about 30 hours a week for Domino’s on a Honda Benly MW110 delivering pizzas on the Central Coast. I’m also quite into photography and videography, and find pleasure in taking photos and videos of just about anything – from my friends, to nature, to skateboarding, etc.

I love my 2016 Honda CBR300R but I’m probably a little too tall for it. I enjoy working on it when I’m not piled up with other commitments, and I’ve done a fair bit of work to the old girl. Some of the modifications include a tail tidy kit, aftermarket screen, flush mount indicators, an IXIL slip-on silencer and other various bits and bobs. I’m looking to upgrade soon though.

I ride my bike daily and it’s my only form of transport. I don’t have a car licence. Riding in torrential rain, getting clobbered by tennis-ball-sized hail and melting in 40+ degree heat are all things I’m not a stranger to, but I still love riding my bike and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I look forward to becoming a full-time qualified journo eventually, once all of my Uni study is out of the way. You should expect to see quite a few reviews and tests from me in the future – Cheers, Jack. 

At this point in time, I only had an aftermarket tail tidy, slip-on silencer and eBay mirrors on my bike!

At this point in time, I only had an aftermarket tail tidy, slip-on silencer and eBay mirrors on my bike!

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