Another variation, I'm at work in Memphis. Got the windshield, 1 piece crash bar, pin stripes gone, rear rack, nerf bars around the bags, rear back rest. Kinda laughing at my self, I coulda leave well enough alone. This was a happy time for me. Rode that bike just about every day, I couldn't get enough. Just about verywhere I went, it got some attention. Go in a store, start to exit and there one, two, group of guys standing around looking and talking about it. Lookin for me. Usually I would wait till they left. Once I started talking about it, I couldn't stop. Usually the questions were, what year, what size. I didn't know BMW made a bike like this. Yep, sure did, with a smile. Sportsters, are bigger than than your bike. Yes, it's bigger in displacement, but this BMW has much greater ability, endurance, and rideability. They would look at me in disbelief, it was over their head. I would get on the bike and start it. Dude, that bike is quiet. Yes, it ain't no Harley, Adios. Life was good.