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http://orangecounty.craigslist.org/mcy/4059838600.html
1988 Harley Davidson Soft tail Heritage $8,100. Below Blue Book!!!! Why you ask? This Bike may be more loaded than an Irishman in a whiskey-drinking contest, but it is no Sunday driver. It is an American Made Harley Davidson, luxury work horse and it was cast from smelted bullet casings and stealth fighters by God's own iron fist to be rode hard and put away wet. It may have a couple of scratches on it but that is ok. And do you know why? Because it's a Harley Davidson. And you're a man. And together you are Maximus Meridius from Gladiator. And while women may swoon at your kind hard heart and gentile touch, underneath it all you are a BAMF who doesn't back down from a fight and you have the scars to prove it. Because you sweat pure gasoline, and bleed oil and all you need is your 60hp V-Twin chariot to get you to the promise land.
Your boats and snow machines are nothing but a light snack for this 5-speed HD, demon-powered torque machine. With its softail technology, you can enter road track races while towing your 17,800-lb life-size robot collection and a hot tub full of topless super models, and still win. All while outrunning the cops and mowing down zombies.
Definitely less technologically advanced than the Starship Enterprise, this bike will transport you in timeless style while trusting you with all of its secrets. Wondering what your oil pressure and don't need some sissy app on your smart phone? Get your manly gritty hands dirty by pulling the dip stick and smelling your own oil like a MAN's man! No plastic clip on stuff with this bad boy. Every piece non recycled bullet casing medal that makes up this black stalion can be summoned and accessible with your tool kit. No need for sissy chips, and computers, who needs a mother board when you have a tool chest. Your friends will start to wonder how you became so wise and the Oracle from the Matrix will be calling to ask you if he can borrower your tools.
With its 1341CC V-Twin, this bike will transport you to your destination faster than you can say Bad ASS Mother Fu@#er and will arrive with about the subtlety of a tectonic plate shifting during the 1964 earthquake. Yes people will stare, my friend. Because you are always the winner in the reaux sham beaux that is your life; because rock trumps scissors, paper trumps rock, but a swift kick to the balls trumps paper, every time.
But what about the interior you ask? Hundreds of lambs died an honorable death to effectuate leather soft enough to make-up this hulk's supple saddle. The climate can be controlled to subliminal perfection by the shear omnipotent power in your callused right hand. If its to hot just pull the throttle back and increase the air flow.
The perpetually-complaining-about-the-cold woman in your life will be happy to know that heat can be generated at the touch of a motor that will literally light a fire under her ass. In addition to heated (and cooled) seats, it's power can be heard from anywhere on the planet; it's 2 powerful pistons coaxed into roaring to life for you alone, because you are the Lone Ranger, but Silver has nothing on this faithful steed. Sitting in the command center of this 1988 batmobile black, panty-dropping stallion, you will have more features at your fingertips than that kid David in "Flight of the Navigator," but you will look like a lot less of a douche, because you aren't flying a talking space ship 3 yards from the ground. You're Han Solo, flying the Millennium Falcon, and The Force is for pussies.
Yes, this Bike may have less options than a menu at Village Inn, but don't let its Babylonian luxury fool you. It may have you feeling richer than a Russian Czar but it is about as tameable as a rogue wave and will chew you up and spit you out if you do not give it the respect it commands. But command it you will, and respect you will have because this Bike is intimidating. Corvettes, Challengers, Ninja's, GXR's and other gutless vehicles scurry out of its way, even when it's in the slow lane. The pilot car in construction sites escorts it through immediately, even when it's the only vehicle in line. It can out run the cops in 2nd gear, and does. It will park in a handicap space, then tow the tow-truck away. It will be the best man at your wedding, sleep with your bride, and never call her again. Yeah, it's that bad.
If you like the looks of this Bike but don't think that is worth every bit of $8,100, then do not bother calling. Because this Bike is the lovechild of Optimus Prime and Kit from knight Rider and if you don't recognize its true potential, than you do not deserve to be at the helm of such an almighty machine.
Skip the dealership, all you will get there is a long-winded sales pitch. . ...
1988 Harley Davidson Soft tail Heritage $8,100. Below Blue Book!!!! Why you ask? This Bike may be more loaded than an Irishman in a whiskey-drinking contest, but it is no Sunday driver. It is an American Made Harley Davidson, luxury work horse and it was cast from smelted bullet casings and stealth fighters by God's own iron fist to be rode hard and put away wet. It may have a couple of scratches on it but that is ok. And do you know why? Because it's a Harley Davidson. And you're a man. And together you are Maximus Meridius from Gladiator. And while women may swoon at your kind hard heart and gentile touch, underneath it all you are a BAMF who doesn't back down from a fight and you have the scars to prove it. Because you sweat pure gasoline, and bleed oil and all you need is your 60hp V-Twin chariot to get you to the promise land.
Your boats and snow machines are nothing but a light snack for this 5-speed HD, demon-powered torque machine. With its softail technology, you can enter road track races while towing your 17,800-lb life-size robot collection and a hot tub full of topless super models, and still win. All while outrunning the cops and mowing down zombies.
Definitely less technologically advanced than the Starship Enterprise, this bike will transport you in timeless style while trusting you with all of its secrets. Wondering what your oil pressure and don't need some sissy app on your smart phone? Get your manly gritty hands dirty by pulling the dip stick and smelling your own oil like a MAN's man! No plastic clip on stuff with this bad boy. Every piece non recycled bullet casing medal that makes up this black stalion can be summoned and accessible with your tool kit. No need for sissy chips, and computers, who needs a mother board when you have a tool chest. Your friends will start to wonder how you became so wise and the Oracle from the Matrix will be calling to ask you if he can borrower your tools.
With its 1341CC V-Twin, this bike will transport you to your destination faster than you can say Bad ASS Mother Fu@#er and will arrive with about the subtlety of a tectonic plate shifting during the 1964 earthquake. Yes people will stare, my friend. Because you are always the winner in the reaux sham beaux that is your life; because rock trumps scissors, paper trumps rock, but a swift kick to the balls trumps paper, every time.
But what about the interior you ask? Hundreds of lambs died an honorable death to effectuate leather soft enough to make-up this hulk's supple saddle. The climate can be controlled to subliminal perfection by the shear omnipotent power in your callused right hand. If its to hot just pull the throttle back and increase the air flow.
The perpetually-complaining-about-the-cold woman in your life will be happy to know that heat can be generated at the touch of a motor that will literally light a fire under her ass. In addition to heated (and cooled) seats, it's power can be heard from anywhere on the planet; it's 2 powerful pistons coaxed into roaring to life for you alone, because you are the Lone Ranger, but Silver has nothing on this faithful steed. Sitting in the command center of this 1988 batmobile black, panty-dropping stallion, you will have more features at your fingertips than that kid David in "Flight of the Navigator," but you will look like a lot less of a douche, because you aren't flying a talking space ship 3 yards from the ground. You're Han Solo, flying the Millennium Falcon, and The Force is for pussies.
Yes, this Bike may have less options than a menu at Village Inn, but don't let its Babylonian luxury fool you. It may have you feeling richer than a Russian Czar but it is about as tameable as a rogue wave and will chew you up and spit you out if you do not give it the respect it commands. But command it you will, and respect you will have because this Bike is intimidating. Corvettes, Challengers, Ninja's, GXR's and other gutless vehicles scurry out of its way, even when it's in the slow lane. The pilot car in construction sites escorts it through immediately, even when it's the only vehicle in line. It can out run the cops in 2nd gear, and does. It will park in a handicap space, then tow the tow-truck away. It will be the best man at your wedding, sleep with your bride, and never call her again. Yeah, it's that bad.
If you like the looks of this Bike but don't think that is worth every bit of $8,100, then do not bother calling. Because this Bike is the lovechild of Optimus Prime and Kit from knight Rider and if you don't recognize its true potential, than you do not deserve to be at the helm of such an almighty machine.
Skip the dealership, all you will get there is a long-winded sales pitch. . ...
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