Forget the numbers. Mute the speculation. Let the other guys invent cute alternatives for "cross country. " steer clear of pigeonholes and limiting beliefs. Strap on your blinders and go get lost. Then decide what the sb120 means to you. And you alone.  definition ready.

Begging for your input, chomping to respond. Flick it, pedal it, pump it to the moon. A stoke-making mutation of fun-focused dna, blinding proof that less can be a whole lot more. Come out to play. You bet your ass the sb135 is still down.

Meet the bike in between nothing. Leaving no rider wanting. Master of the climb, the bomb, the rail, and the air. The utterly unequivocal. The rule crusher. The trend buster. No rig can rule all, but this one can absolutely rule. The mountain bike.

Upholding a time-tested, race-bred ethos that says nothing should hold a rider back from the sheer joy of untethered speed. Built off one of the most winning race platforms in enduro history, the sb160 is pure race machinery. Honed for more. Be fastest.

We said it already knows. And now it knows better. Proven worthy time and again at rampage, reconfigured to fit the bill as a zero-hesitation go-to for whatever your pleasure. Un-rack it for all the park laps, pedal it on character-building epics, push it up spooky steep darksides "nobody" knows about. Whatever the question, unhard your decisions.  you ask. It gives.