Was it a Triumph?
The Scotland vote is tomorrow, Thursday. They are hours ahead of us, so we should know by afternoon. The national UK elections are too complicated for me to describe definitively -- something like 6 per year of different types. I do know that their UKIP party (UK Independence Party) has been making steady gains over the past year. They have a multi-party system, and UKIP has shaken things up with its determination to take UK out of EU. The most aggravating points for the voters are that a bunch of bureaucrats in Belgium are making politically correct rules for all the other countries; that among these rules are the Michelle-like restrictions on household items -- they are about to have the voltage of all electrical applicances reduced to a state of inefficiency by new regulations (vacuums that won't pick up, irons that won't get hot enough, etc) and their schools and social organizations are a worse cesspool of Political Correctness than we have, if you can imagine.
Of greatly more concern is the EU's Maastricht Treaty of I think 2012, which mandates that any EU citizen can migrate without restriction to any other EU nation in search of work, and start getting benefits as soon as they arrive. As a result, literally hordes of unwashed and unskilled persons such as disaffected muslims or gypsies born in Eastern Europe are now flocking to London and Dublin and sleeping in parks or trashing up poor neighborhoods where the natives were already struggling to get by.
You may also have heard of the difficulties nations like UK have in trying to deport any hate imams, due to the PC rules from Belgium protecting the "human rights" of these terrorism preachers.
In short, the ordinary people are the rough equivalent of our middle class Republicans and traditionalists, the EU is the rough equivalent of our Marxist/Democrat/University/Judicial elites, and the UKIP is the rough equivalent of our Tea Party. But they aren't exactly parallel.
Oh, wait, by “Was it a Triumph”, you didn’t mean the election. You meant the motorcycle. Oh, well. I don’t know.