There are plenty of them at the Harley shops. They are called "credit card bikers" because that is what takes care of all parts and service on their bike. :doah:
The first time I did the Daytona run, I was entertained by the "bikers" sporting $600 worth of leathers, and long-hair wigs, with matching "ol Ladies." Then there was the guy outside the hotel room with an 80 EVO with a kickstart mod, kicking and kicking, and finally, he just grabs the starter button.
If it weren't for the gold chainers in our worlds, the R&D that occurs in all sports/hobbies wouldn't happen though. They are a necessary evil.
Talking to a guy yesterday with an original Shelby 500. He drives it. He can no longer compete in car shows, because wealthy dudes show up with show room restorations that seldom see outdoors.
Like my Dodge RT. Completely original, less a paint job 20 years ago. I never place at shows, because there are at least 3 1963 Split Window Vettes competing in my catagory, not to mention the pristine GTO's, Fastbacks, and fiberglass Shelbys. :shrug: Just another place for me to slap down a patio chair and drink beer.