It's a Derringer. Like those little guns saloon girls would pack in Randolph Scott movies.
The manufacturers say:
For the discerning rider, Derringer offers the opportunity to own a truly unique, one-of-a-kind motorbike that combines innovative engineering with a classic high-performance aesthetic.
Powered by a moto-hybrid drivetrain, Derringer cycles are built for our modern age."
But hang on, Board racers are like this:
|A Board Racer, yesterday|
1,200cc deathtrap nut jobs with no brakes, designed to take you straight to Hell. Ridden by men with balls of steel, who had just come back from charging the Kaisers machine guns armed with a toothpick. Or by women with even bigger balls. It will eat your children.
|oh look, I'm so ironic|
Is it a motorcycle, or a means to sell $650 leather jackets and $49 t-shirts to people with more money than sense?