WingmanRT
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A bud, my wife, and I rode to the "Guinness World Record attempt for biggest poker run" at a motorcycle dealer in Pineville, NC yesterday. The event was fun, but the record is NO danger of being broken, trust me. But we ran into some fun people.
Three of them were some tatted up, gnarly looking, good ole boys in "motorcycle club cuts" from a group called the Pub Runners. One of them was interested in a Spyder, sat on it, asked a ton of questions and I gave him my best pro-Spyder pitch about all the benefits and was honest about the downsides (no leaning the bike into turns, etc). At first, his buds said that he needed to step away, or all the rest of the guys would ridicule him to death. By the end of my little back yard sales pitch, they were then saying how a bike like this could get them into real trouble. (With traffic laws. Drinking while driving. More traffic laws.) All three of them started eyeing the thing with more interest. By the time I told them about the vehicle stability system, reverse, the ABS, the frunk, and giddy-up mine has from a stop light, the first guy wanted to take one for a test ride. His buddies quit talking about how much fun they would make of him and started checking it out with a more calculating eye. And let me tell you, these are not your dentists-during-the-week riders.
Did I convert a sinner to the Light Side? Probably not... yesterday. But the seed was planted and three guys that would normally laugh at a Spyder are now convinced it is the real deal and will probably tell others.
At the very least, the Spyder and I made three new buds.
Three of them were some tatted up, gnarly looking, good ole boys in "motorcycle club cuts" from a group called the Pub Runners. One of them was interested in a Spyder, sat on it, asked a ton of questions and I gave him my best pro-Spyder pitch about all the benefits and was honest about the downsides (no leaning the bike into turns, etc). At first, his buds said that he needed to step away, or all the rest of the guys would ridicule him to death. By the end of my little back yard sales pitch, they were then saying how a bike like this could get them into real trouble. (With traffic laws. Drinking while driving. More traffic laws.) All three of them started eyeing the thing with more interest. By the time I told them about the vehicle stability system, reverse, the ABS, the frunk, and giddy-up mine has from a stop light, the first guy wanted to take one for a test ride. His buddies quit talking about how much fun they would make of him and started checking it out with a more calculating eye. And let me tell you, these are not your dentists-during-the-week riders.
Did I convert a sinner to the Light Side? Probably not... yesterday. But the seed was planted and three guys that would normally laugh at a Spyder are now convinced it is the real deal and will probably tell others.
At the very least, the Spyder and I made three new buds.
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