Why a Harley Chopper?

Choke closed, kick three times, choke on half. One more kick, turn the ignition, kick and run, heel on the clutch, first gear, the booted toes to the front en vroooom, of he goes.

When talking about a Harley, it ain’t about a simple means of transportation. There’s something alive between those two wheels. Very hard to put into words. To understand it, you have to place yourself behind the handlebar of a Harley and drive a few miles. The piston going up and down it’s like a massage to the soul. It frees the mind and makes all troubles disappear. Ask those who conquer the world on their machine, no matter what season.

When in doubt and having spoken about your amazement about the user-friendliness of a Harley, they’ll look at you surprised like you’re asking if Marilyn Monroe was pretty, or if in the middle of august you’d better have a cold beer or a warm coffee after a day’s drive. And with a mysterious smile on their lips they’ll continue their drive, while you’re standing in the middle of the parking lot, with the lone memory of some exhaust fumes and the annoying observation that you don’t understand a thing in life.

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