club riders are going slow on purpose, to be assholes
The Evo was a pretty big deal that harley shirt wearers predictably hated (they don’t just leak all the time) but they’re reliable and still damn near as simple as the older ones that can’t stop seeping oil everywhere.
My overwhelming impression is if you buy a Harley period your intention is to be an asshole.
That’s been my experience with pretty much every biker that’s on anything other than a touring bike riding by themselves on a dirt road.
But then again I have a massively negative opinion of bikes in general. Literally today a 19 year old at the restaurant my girlfriend works at is dead within 6 months of buying a sports bike. Last weekend was the annual music festival to raise money for a fund set up to support another person in town who paralyzed themselves and died early from crashing a Harley. More than once a month I get passed on a blind double yellow in a 35 before watching the asshole pull into his yard with a “look twice save a life” sign in his yard. For two weeks every summer you can’t go out to bars or restaurants or even enjoy being outside within 1/4 mile of a road because it’s “Americade” and there’s 2 dozen douchebags trying to fight any local who doesn’t tell them how cool they look in their shiny new vest and red lining their engines for 18 hours a day.
club riders are going slow on purpose, to be assholes
The Evo was a pretty big deal that harley shirt wearers predictably hated (they don’t just leak all the time) but they’re reliable and still damn near as simple as the older ones that can’t stop seeping oil everywhere.
My overwhelming impression is if you buy a Harley period your intention is to be an asshole.
That’s been my experience with pretty much every biker that’s on anything other than a touring bike riding by themselves on a dirt road.
But then again I have a massively negative opinion of bikes in general. Literally today a 19 year old at the restaurant my girlfriend works at is dead within 6 months of buying a sports bike. Last weekend was the annual music festival to raise money for a fund set up to support another person in town who paralyzed themselves and died early from crashing a Harley. More than once a month I get passed on a blind double yellow in a 35 before watching the asshole pull into his yard with a “look twice save a life” sign in his yard. For two weeks every summer you can’t go out to bars or restaurants or even enjoy being outside within 1/4 mile of a road because it’s “Americade” and there’s 2 dozen douchebags trying to fight any local who doesn’t tell them how cool they look in their shiny new vest and red lining their engines for 18 hours a day.
Sounds like you live somewhere that draws biker tourists, it must be pretty awful.