My sister's boyfriend has a Road King. He has a group of friends that ride various models of Harley. They are a pretty tight clique, they go on dinner rides a few nights a week in the summer, and ride together on weekends.
One Christmas, I was invited to ride my bike in a Christmas parade with their group. I accepted the invitation and when the day came, we were all lined up waiting for the parade to start, when one of the guys comes riding up on his bike grinning ear to ear. He had been to the Harley dealer to run his bike on the dyno that morning. This guy has the bike everybody else in the group envies, with many thousands of dollars in extras and motor work. As he was riding up to us, he was yelling something at us. As he got closer I started to understand what he was saying, he was telling everyone he had made 92 horsepower! He then proceeded to describe to the group what it was like to ride a bike with that much power. The description was pretty colorful, I don't believe I would have described the acceleration of a Hayabusa quite the way he was describing this Road King.
As he told his story, he just kept looking over my way. I guess he was looking for a reaction, but I gave him none. To be honest, I was hoping that when the parade was over the group would be going for a ride somewhere. I was planning to give him my reaction then, on the highway. But it didn't happen. Instead, he shouted to everyone along the parade route that he had made 92 horsepower, and when it was over the group just parked and visited. Maybe someday I'll get in on one of their rides and I can get to see for myself how awesome a 92 horse 800lb motorcycle truly is.