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Saturday, October 02, 2004
Fat Boys
Okay, before anyone accusing me of being Un-P.C., let me say that I am not discussing someone's eating habits. I'm talking H-D -- and, since March, we've had a Sportster, but as of last Wednesday, we have now a Fat Boy. And, there is no better way to explain it than to let the experts -- HARLEY-DAVIDSON -- explain it for me:
For those who crave a motorcycle that's as easy to own as it is fun to ride, we once again serve up the Sportster 883. If you've never met this raw and nimble street-eater, step right up. Get a look at the classic shape of the tank. Move down to the chrome, staggered shorty duals. Then let your eyes drop all the way down to the surprisingly low price. Add it all up and you can't help but nod in approval. Call it love at first sight if you want. Then introduce your pants to the solo seat, grab hold of the low-rise handlebar and give your newfound friend a good handshake of throttle. That's when the potent rubber-mounted Evolution engine responds with thunder. Your heart can't help but rev in unison. Next, rubber meets pavement and everything is good. This is Sportster, nothing more, nothing less. (R)
Get an eyeful of this behemoth on wheels. But be careful your eyelids don't get stuck wide open. It's the 15th Anniversary Fat Boy motorcycle. A machine built to have its very own gravitational pull. Everything here is super-sized. FL fork tubes like anacondas. Mammoth chrome headlight and nacelle. Floorboards as big as surfboards. Shotgun exhaust pipes that pack a wallop before you ever fire up the engine. Wide tires wrapped around solid disc wheels like thick, juicy bacon around a filet mignon. Throw a leg over and it gets even better. You'll find the counterbalanced Twin Cam 88B powertrain, in traditional carb or refined EFI, is no salad-eater. It has the Fat Boy gobbling up more than its fair share of miles. The XXXL feeling you get once you're in the saddle - that's easily the biggest joy of all. (R)
I'm probably going to be accused of exaggeration, but let me offer the comparison of a Yugo to a Caddie . . . that is, there is no comparison, once your bum hits the leather on a Fat Boy! Black, on black, on black -- and, a sound that is HD-heaven! Can you tell that I'm definitely into Harleys?!?!?
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