It doesn't matter that Jorge Lorenzo rides a motorcycle. He could hit, throw or kick a ball. Run, jump or swim or aim. The fact that his co-ordination, aptitude, tactility and that special hint of magic - all the things that go into the elixir that we generally refer to as talent – has fostered him to the very top of his chosen vocation means that he is quite an exceptional human being. He is MotoGP world champion and a multiple title winner at that. He has just turned twenty-nine and has waded through a career that has seen the Majorcan veer between managers, groups of friends and advisers and a tumultuous relationship with his father to moments of utter poetry on two wheels, adoration, fame and riches in a sport where it could all be over in the time it takes to lay a black strip of rubber on the asphalt.