A Harley is an icon. It manages to imitate a bike too. It’s a bucket of bolts that aspired to be more badass than anything holy.
For you, and all of the other snipers in this thread:
My wrenches fit the bike. I can fix anything it needs with a tool bag I can carry on the bike, or in one hand.
My Harley is stupid-simple, it gets me where I need to be & then gets me back home. It ain’t the fastest bike on the road, or the best handling, or even the prettiest; but it’s dead reliable.
Leaks a little oil sometimes, and can break your leg if you’re not careful starting it...
But really... Is all this crap-talking the other guy’s bike making you a better rider?