[Tommy]

Yeah, the sound is the most important part for me. . . Some years ago I took my ailing older sister out for a therapeutic ride in my Cobra. It turned out to be Thunder Beach weekend in Panama City Beach. As we slowly made our way with the other traffic along the crowded beach road that night, ours was the only car that made the bikers turn to see what kind of Harley made that sound. She loved it.

I have to add that I was stopped in traffic in my Cobra one day when I heard some serious big engine sounds coming from behind in the lane to my left. I looked in the mirror and saw nothing that could account for the sound except possibly a big motorcycle. When he pulled along side I saw it was a Boss Hog cycle with a big V8 engine. The best of both worlds I suppose.