People ask why I ride an old machine when a new one would be easier. Ease was never the point. My 1948 Panhead gives me total presence — the world slows, the noise thins, and I'm here. A rider's history of the first-year Panhead.
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Leather, chrome, and blue denim — the uniform of the ride. How jeans became inseparable from motorcycle culture, and why heavyweight selvedge is the rider's cloth.
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