The Cento is particularly smooth. I often forgot I was riding an aero bike
every shock and you can be tricked into thinking you’re pegging it along faster than you really are.
The Cento, much to its credit, is particularly smooth. It’s still aggressive – at the closest I could get to my correct set up there was still a fairly long drop from saddle to bar – but other than the position I often forgot I was riding an aero bike. There is a real relationship between the front and the rear ends, where the fork tracks precisely and the rear follows without complaint. But more than that, vibrations up the seatpost and through the pedals felt on the same level as those that travelled up the steerer tube and through the bars, a trait that makes a bike feel more like a homogenous piece and less like a collection of parts.
In this respect I’d liken the Cento10air to the Scott Foil (issue 50), an aero bike that coped well enough with the cobbles of Roubaix to help Mathew Hayman to