Younger sister hooked up with a dude we called "The couch Tumor " He was a lowlife that had never done anything useful in his life (Hint his best job was working at a carnival  ). One day he saw me on the Harley and told me how lucky I was . I told him luck had nothing to do with it at all, and I decided I wanted the bike and put in the time , and overtime that I needed to do to make it happen, and if he would get a job and show up every day for ten hours he could have one too I got stinkeye for that. Last I heard he is still riding a davenport .