My wife and I went on a benefit ride this past Saturday. Police escorted, only about 70 miles. It started/ended at the local HD place, who was having their spring open house. There was about 30 bikes on the ride, and having the police escort was great. We barely tapped our brakes, let alone stopped at any intersection.
The ride took a break at a gas station/convenience store. All the bikes lined up- HD, HD, HD, guy with an old Triumph Sprint, HD, HD, my wife's Vulcan, my Connie, a Wing, and a bunch more HD's. There were 3-4 boys about 12 years old who were walking to the store and they started checking out all the bikes and saying which ones they liked and which ones looked the safest (which was surprising to hear!). They all gravitated to the Connie and decided that was the one they liked the most, probably because it didn't look like every other bike there. I whispered to them "it's the fastest one too!" which got some oohs and ahs from them lol.
We got back to the HD place, it was now packed with bikes and people. We checked out the band that was playing for a few songs, had some complimentary hot wings from Hooters, and while a few hundred people wasted an absolutely perfect day hanging around the HD dealer, my wife and I left and went for another 3 hour ride, which would have been longer except she had to be back there at 4pm for a group picture.