In 1964, I went into the Harley Dealer on Cheshirebridge Road in Atlanta. The three of us (teens on a Saturday trip making the motorcycle shop rounds) walked over to look at a new, gold Electro Glide. There were maybe fifteen new motorcycles on the floor, but this was the only one without a 2' X 3' aluminum cookie sheet under it. I remember asking like yesterday, "Have they finally got these things where they don't leak?" The owner became somewhat confrontational, "You (EDIT) , get the (EDIT) out of here! We haven't put in oil in it yet!" Friday, April 30, I walked into a Harley dealer for the first time since that day. On Saturday I bought a new 883 Sportster. I was impressed with the change in Harley Davidsons over the past 48 years.