I saw a Harley in a parking lot today. Does anything on two wheels evoke more machismo than a Harley? I took a few photos until I noticed the rider's helmet on the handlebar. It was the dangerous looking half-helmet; guaranteed to help you leave your face on the pavement in a fall. It was covered with stickers declaring the fate of anyone who would mess with this bike in colorful language not suitable for this website. I looked around, no one in sight, but I left quickly. Got one good picture.