I work with a girl who rides a Sportster. Its a reall nice bike, but its a Sportser. Nothing more needs to be said.
Her husband rides a big HD, I'm not sure which model.
Let me premise this recant of the conversation by saying IF I hit the lottery I wouldn't spend it very fast, but the first thing I would buy would be a HD dresser, and off I'd go to see the other half of the USA I've never seen, plus Canada too. I really like Harley-Davidson motorcycles. Its just that more than 50% of the riding I like to do an HD cannot do well.
So we are taking a break on the side entrance porch to the building, and her husband walks over from where he works. They start ragging on my "crotch rocket". "You guys all get killed because you ride too fast." "When HD riders get hurt in accidents, its because cars run red lights, when crotch rocket riders get killed, its because they did something stupid." You know the prejudice as well as I.
So since I case manage 300+ veterans anyway, I respond to them with understanding and firm compassion. "What I have said about HDs is merely facts. They barely have 140 HP. They do not handle well in tight twisty curves. Buells do, but they are HDs in name only. But what you are telling me is mere baseless prejudicial bullshit". Ok, so now I'm out of the compassionate part of my nature. LOL.
This stops them dead in their tracks. So they start offering me made up accident statistics. And I just feed them back AMA and MSF study statistics, and a little State Police for good measure. Sure the guy in the paper this week was killed because he was operating his sportbike beyond his skill level in a place you shouldn't do that no matter what your skill level is anyway. But no, he wasn't "some kid" he was 47. And I can, and did, bring up to them the fact that the higher incidence of sportbike accidents is due to a) the lower average age of their operators and b) the fact they outnumber HDs by such a huge amount. In fact, the accident rate for HDs short of fatalities is higher per 1,000 licensed riders than for sportbikes.
Anyway, being chastized for mindlessly repeating age-old HD sportbike bias trashtalking, and being confronted by adequate facts to cause them to quit arguing the accident angle, the husband starts on the "I know a guy who has a HD which can smoke that crotch rocket of yours."
Ok, now its on.
So I look at him, and calmly say, "If you know a guy who has a HD which weighs less than 600 pounds and have 200+ horsepower and wears license plate and legal registration and runs on pump gas, bring him on."
And he says, "I'm not talking about roadracing...." and I cut him off and say "I know, I'm not either. You bring him here, and we'll agree to a Sunday excursion at the drag strip when they do open-to-the-public fun runs, and we'll put your wild claim to a test."
That was the end of the conversation. They never learn. "That guy" will never materialize, because he doesn't exist.
Living the Gypsy Life