Hog Heaven: The Harley-Davidson Tale
There ain't nothin' like the feelin' of a Iron Horse rumblin' beneath ya. It's a freedom which just can't explain . You got yer shiny, gleaming, polished glintin' in the sun, like a river of steelRiders from all walks of life, gathered together by their love for the open road.The smell of gasoline , and canvas just fills yer lungs with pure joy.