My Cav Scout son told me to buy it. Well, actually he had a 'come to Jesus' talk with me. He said, "Dad, you know I love you but we have to come to terms with getting older. You crashed your VMAX into the Rockies and then hit a deer on your rehab bike, the FZ1. You need to acknowledge you are getting older. It's time you get a cruiser Dad". So I did. I called him to let him know I took his advice and it made him happy. About five minutes after I hung up telling him simply it was a Triumph Rocket III, he called me back. As I answered the phone, I heard, “WTF DAD! That bike has a bigger engine than my car”. I said I love you too son. You’ve known me for 23 years kid, would you expect anything less from me?!?