You wanna hear about that Harley Buell 1200, huh? Well, lemme tell ya, that’s one heck of a machine. It’s got that big engine, you know? 1200, they call it. Big number, big power. Makes a whole lotta noise, that’s for sure. Not like those little scooters some folks ride around on. This one, you feel it in your bones when it rumbles to life. Good for long rides, I reckon. Though I ain’t never been on one myself. My old bones ain’t as spry as they used to be. But I seen plenty of ’em go by. Makes ya wanna hit the open road, don’t it?
Now, if you’re thinkin’ of gettin’ one of these Harley Buell 1200, you best be ready to pay. Ain’t cheap, these things. I heard some folks say they cost more than my whole house did when I bought it. But folks who ride ’em, they say it’s worth every penny. That’s what they say. They go on and on about how it handles, how it feels, all that. Guess if you got the money, it’s a good way to spend it. And from what I hear, them prices go from a few thousand all the way to, like, twelve or more. Can you believe it?
- Big engine, that Harley Buell 1200.
- Makes a powerful sound, like thunder!
- Not for folks who like quiet rides.
- Costs a pretty penny, that’s for sure.
- Lots of folks sellin’ them, new and used, you can find them everywhere.
I seen ’em online, on them computer things. Lots of pictures. Shiny and new, some of ’em. Others, well, they look like they been rode hard and put away wet, as they say. But they’re still Harley Buell 1200, and they still run, most of ’em. You can find all sorts of models and years, they make changes to them, you know. Some folks like the older ones, some like the new ones with all them fancy features. Me? I just like lookin’ at ’em. They’re a sight to behold, I tell ya.
This one fella, used to live down the road, he had one. Red, it was. Bright, shiny red. He’d polish it every Sunday, rain or shine. Said it was his pride and joy. He’d ride it all over, that Harley Buell 1200. Took it to them rallies, where all them bikers get together. Said it was the best bike he ever owned. Then he went and sold it. Said he needed the money for somethin’. Don’t know what. But he sure did miss that bike, I could tell.
There are places, you know, where they sell these Harley Buell 1200. Big stores, they are. Got all sorts of them, lined up in rows. New ones, used ones. You can even find them online, where folks sell their own. Just gotta be careful, I reckon. Make sure you know what you’re gettin’. Don’t want to get taken for a ride, as they say. You can get one for, I heard, as low as around three thousand. And some, they cost way more. Like, twenty-five thousand! Imagine that.
- Some folks really love their Harley Buell 1200.
- You can find ’em at special stores or from people selling their own.
- Be careful when buyin’ used, though.
- New ones cost a whole lot more than used ones.
- Lots of different models through the years.
Now, I heard this fella, Erik Buell, he’s the one who started makin’ these. Used to work for Harley-Davidson, that big motorcycle company. Then he went off and started his own thing. Made these Buell motorcycles. Then Harley-Davidson, they bought him out, I think. Or somethin’ like that. It’s all business, you know. Hard to keep track of it all. But that Harley Buell 1200, it’s got a history, that’s for sure.
They ain’t makin’ new Buell motorcycles no more, you know. Stopped a while back. Somethin’ about money, I think. That’s what always happens, ain’t it? But them old Harley Buell 1200, they’re still around. People fix ’em up, keep ’em runnin’. They’re tough, those things. Built to last, I reckon. Just like the old days, when things were made to stay, not like all that junk they make now. It is a shame, ain’t it?
So, if you’re lookin’ for a Harley Buell 1200, you can probably find one. Just gotta look around. And be ready to pay. But if you got the money, and you love motorcycles, well, it might just be the bike for you. Just remember what I said. Be careful. And enjoy the ride, if you get one. Wish I could go with ya, but these old bones ain’t what they used to be. But I can dream, can’t I? Dream of the open road, and the wind in my hair, and the roar of that Harley Buell 1200 engine. Yep, that’s a good dream.