In the late 70's my buddy and I stopped in a bar in Texas with Harleys out front. We were 20. Young and dumb. We parked our Honda's off to the side. Main room was full of Banditos. It was like a movie. We sat at the bar, and I get a tap on the shoulder. He said we should come over and be sociable. Thought we were goners. I shook his hand and introduced ourselves. Stayed there 4 hours. Had a blast.