Thanks for posting this, Frankboy!
This is the "antithesis" of my stroked Harley Softail, which is loud, vibrates, emits exhaust flames (only seen at night, though), minimal instrumentation (speedo & gas gauge), and leaves the rider completely exposed to the elements. A gal asked me what happens when it rains? Easy answer: "I get wet!" LOL
I really enjoyed watching this little clip. Although obviously not my cup of tea (or shot of whisky), the concept is fascinating. I'd love to see my Wild Hog riding buddies' faces if I rode up one day with those nifty little retracting training wheels rigged up on my hog!
