I've never been a fan of Harley Davidsons. I see the "cool" appeal but have always been put off by the people that tend to ride them (stereotype, I know). I saw this extremely shiny version parked near a spot where I had just got my wife's car washed and couldn't resist. Here I was being fascinated by a conveyance I, conceptually, didn't like - and being caught red handed in my fascination. The cultural divide (perhaps not as wide as before) of the "Hog" subject and the reflected BMW is not lost on me... This is a split-tone black and white from a colour original.