I have a real good friend at work who wants to get a bike when we come back from iraq next year. He wanted a GXR 750. That is until he met a crotch rocketer, who seemed to have the smarts of a stuffed squirl. We were down in Austin seeing an old old punk band play. When we met up with another friend who had brought the rocketer. We went to a pizza place on 6th street when about 20 or so harley's rolled down the street. When I made a few few invious comments about some of the bikes, the rocketer made some pretty abrasive ones. To make a long storey short, my buddy who wants a bike said that, that guys comments really turned him off. He said if thats the kinda people and mind set he would be riding with than he would just get a harley, simply for "a better class of people"