@Twolanerider: I'm fully aware that a bike is a machine and has no "soul" in a religious sense.
When you read my post you'll see that I describe the unique style and "imperfection" of a Harleys as thei soul. You can't explain it to somebody who has never driven such a bike, but we "feel" it - why else would we buy such overprized bikes (and yes, I know HD marketing does a good job, but that wasn't the reason why I bought one.)
You can use different words for it - for me my bike has it's moods, good and bad days, makes me often happy and drives me sometimes crazy. So it must have something like a soul 
Didn't take it that way at all. Would never impute a religious connotation to the oft used "soul" as it's used to discuss an HD bike. Just to highlight how bent we all are and how lemming-esque we can be (as we chase our motorcycle individuality in copycat t-shirts and leathers) as we pursue the "idea" of the Harley it's worth noting that the disucssion has touched on religion before though. In fact the discussion has come to more than one deity (Springsteen and Jesus [though I understand that for some these are the same thing]).
A Philosphy PhD named Randall Auxier wrote an interesting piece on whether Springsteen rode a Harley as his "suicide machine." In the same piece he postulated whether Jesus would have (or in fact might have or would someday [the whole potential resurrection thing plays hell {pardon me} with the tenses]) ridden a Harley. After much ontological parsing this august (i.e., someone who spent a lot of time and money getting a Philosophy PhD) personage came to the conclusion that Springsteen and Jesus (assuming they are separate entities) would indeed ride Harleys and that Jesus may in fact have done so in to Jerusalem. But I digress....
What the word (soul, in case everyone else, like me, forgot about what we were talking about) is, however, is a better sounding more expensive way of saying they are significantly imperfect idiosyncratic quirky things that for reasons we don't give enough thought to make us complacent about all the trouble they can cause us and the expenses that are attendant to having them. Oh chit, they're women

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