Well, let me tell ya ’bout this here Night Train Harley. I ain’t no expert, mind you, but I know a thing or two ’bout bikes, seen enough of ’em rumble through town.
First off, what’s a Night Train anyway? Sounds like somethin’ outta a spooky movie, right? But no, it’s a Harley, a Harley-Davidson, one of them fancy ones. I heard tell they stopped makin’ ’em ’round 2009 or so. Folks didn’t seem to take to it like them other Harleys, ya know, the ones everyone and their brother wants.
Now, some fellas, they love these Night Trains. I seen one, shiny black it was, real pretty. The fella ridin’ it, he was proud as a peacock. Said it was an ’09, a “vivid black” he called it. Sounded like somethin’ you’d paint your nails with, but hey, to each their own. He sure loved that bike, said it was the best thing since sliced bread.
- But then you hear other things. Folks sayin’ it ain’t easy to ride.
- Some say it’s downright hard, like wranglin’ a greased pig.
- And then there’s the Fat Boy, they say that one’s the hardest of ’em all. Can ya imagine? A bike harder to ride than a bull in a china shop?
I don’t get it myself. A bike’s a bike, right? Two wheels, an engine, makes a lotta noise. But these fellas, they got their opinions. And they got their ways of makin’ these bikes their own too. “Customizin’” they call it. Changin’ this, addin’ that. Spendin’ more money than a farmer makes in a year, I reckon.
But this here Night Train, seems like nobody really wanted to “customize” it much. Maybe it was just fine the way it was. Or maybe folks just didn’t see the point. Like puttin’ lipstick on a pig, as my old man used to say. Though, that fella with the shiny black one, he wouldn’t agree with that, no sir.
I seen some folks talkin’ ’bout buyin’ ’em used. Seen a price, 7.5 somethin’. Sounded like a lot of money to me, but what do I know? I ain’t got that kind of cash layin’ around. Heck, I barely got enough for a good cup of coffee and a donut down at the diner. But if you’re lookin’ for one, I heard tell there’s a place called eBay. They got everything on there, from soup to nuts, as they say. Might find your Night Train there, who knows?
Harley-Davidson Night Train, it’s a name that some folks remember, some folks don’t. It was a Softail, they say, whatever that means. And it was only sold over in Europe, not here in the good ol’ USA. Kinda strange, ain’t it? Like sendin’ all the good stuff overseas and leavin’ us with the leftovers. But that’s how it goes sometimes.
It was supposed to be one of them “image bikes,” like the Bad Boy and the Street Bob and the Night Rod. All fancy names, fancy bikes. But the Night Train, it just didn’t stick around. Maybe it was too lean, too mean, or maybe just not enough. Who can say?
People got their “trusted reviews” and their “ratings,” but I tell ya, the only review that matters is your own. If you like it, you like it. If you don’t, you don’t. Simple as that. Don’t let nobody tell you different.
So, if you see a Night Train Harley rollin’ down the road, take a good look. It might be a rare sight these days. And if you’re thinkin’ ’bout gettin’ one yourself, well, do your research, talk to folks, and then make up your own mind. Don’t listen to no fancy talkin’ city slicker tellin’ you what to do. You listen to your gut, that’s what I always say. Your gut and maybe the sound of that Harley engine rumblin’ down the highway. That’s a sound that’ll tell you somethin’, that’s for sure.
And that’s all I gotta say about the Night Train Harley-Davidson. It’s a motorcycle, plain and simple. Some folks like ‘em, some folks don’t. It’s just the way of things, like sunshine and rain, can’t please everyone all the time.
