Maybe he wanted to add to the festive atmosphere and meant to spray Silly String at them but just grabbed the wrong canister. Happens to me all the time.

I’m mostly amused by stoner Matthew Perry in the back, who rolls his window back up between each comment.

Very exciting stuff. Can’t wait for EICMA. This year feels particularly big. Or maybe I’m just paying more attention.

It’s not just the Midwest, but pretty much the whole of the Central Time Zone to which this applies. Though, I don’t think that necessarily serves as an endorsement for Harley-Davidsons particularly.

This whole thing is the very definition of “handbags at dawn.”

Yup. What you said. I’m inclined to believe that many of the people who get locked into the “but, the LAW says” line of thinking are really just doing that to distance themselves from the incident, to be able to say that sort of thing wouldn’t happen to them.

Ah, so the H-D Street is equipped with anti-lock brakes...

He’s already done that to a certain extent, when he took a Honda F6B up the West Coast a few years ago: https://rideapart.com/articles/seans…

I think you are right; the appeal of a Harley-Davidson is the intangible. The way it makes you feel. But I think it’s part of the H-D mythos that many riders don’t want to see themselves as emotional or “soft” or whatever other negative term they want to use for someone who is in touch with his/her feelings and…

I have actually found myself dancing at a red light with three cut-wearing bikers, one of whom was blaring Tay-Tay on an Indian Chieftain.

It’s like when WWE tried to get everyone to use Tout. Attempting to connect with “the kids” made them look more out of touch than if they hadn’t bothered.

Harley would tell you that they are still focused on core riders here. That’s because they’ve decided they can move the goal posts with their definition. In an interview with Cycle World a few months ago, Harley’s CEO said “Core is not a baby boomer definition. Core is white males 35 and up.” http://www.cycleworld.com/…

Totally agree with the strange irresistible nature of H-D. I have spent so many hours staring at the Forty-Eight, subconsciously trying to convince myself I could somehow live with the thing despite the fact it meets none of my motorcycling criteria apart from look and I can’t even sit on it for 3 minutes without…