Count me as one of those that cannot wait until LE starts cracking down on these a$$clowns. During a recent camping trip in the Beartooth canyon up here in Montana I had to listen to loud Harleys belching up and down the switchbacks all day and night while trying to enjoy the peace and quiet of camping. I used to call them Chrome Trains, but these days my favorite nomenclature is Chrome Chicane. I enjoy dive-bombing them on my KLR650 on the Beartooth at 70MPH while they are chugging along at 20 holding up 10 cars. Sure, they flip you off and try to kick you as you go by, but that's half the fun. If I have to listen to their crappy, loud engines, I'm going to extract as much fun from them as I can.
