As far the Harley thing is concerned, I'm not shure how good their bikes are today, but I used to live near Sturgis SD, and every year there were people that would make living picking up broken down Harleys. It was a race between theives and mechanics then, with mechanics going out in trucks to pick up the bikers and their ride, and the theives that would travel in pairs. The first guy in a car would spot the guy with his broken hog and call his friend in a truck, that was about mile behind. Then the guy in his car would offer the biker a ride to town, and if he fell for it, in comes the guy in a truck to pick up the bike. Most Harleys were art, not transportation. The guys that understood this always had a toolbox with them for extended travel.