[Jeff Higgins]

My late neighbor and riding buddy sold his last (he thought) Harley in the mid '90's and bought a brand new Goldwing. His brief, to the point assessment was "riding it's like fornicating with a condom. You eventually wind up in the same place, but getting there isn't nearly as much fun." He sold the 'Wing in just a couple of months and went back to an outdated, slow, vibrating, ill-handling Harley and never looked back. His wife thanked him and started riding with him again.