Hog Heaven: The Harley-Davidson Tale
There ain't nothing like the feelin' of a Iron Horse rumblin' beneath ya. It's a freedom some just can't explain . You got yer shiny, gleaming, polished glintin' in the sun, like a river of ironHoggers from all walks of life, gathered together by their love for the open road.The smell of motor oil, and leather just fills yer lungs with pure joy.