Here's my old Downhill bike, cost me a total of €6000+, rode like a total beast. Though, the days of insane downhill riding are over. Switched to road a few years ago since I turned into a pain fearing sissy. The bike had it all though, World cup edition damper/fork, carbon seat/post/handlebar, Sun Ringlé Jumping flea hubs, Diabolus cranks, X0 gear, Saint brakes etc. All top of the line. White parts of peace was the last pic I have of this old beauty.
This thread made me really nostalgic, almost to the point of getting an mtb again and trash some trails.
thts a serious rig made for one purpose.
abt trashing trails- guys reading this will go 'mtb? thats gay' unless you have done you you cant understand why is so goddamn addictive. i rode dirt a lot of years, in fact my mom bought me my first bike when i was a kid, but id never trade dirt riding for MTB.
something about sitting on something that weighs 30 lbs as you fly down a trail w only your reflexes to save you is very addicting. i took my brother out. hes like 'bro, you dont have time to think out here'

thats why i like it. all the bullshit in your life ceases to exist the minute you get on that bike. there no bills no drama no work theres no time to think of that stuff. its just being in that moment where you gotta take the line, look 3 corners ahead, go faster and try not to hit anything.