Okay, so today I’m gonna walk you through my experience with a “harley enter pin” thing. Let me tell you, it was a bit of a ride, not gonna lie.

It all started when I picked up this Harley, a real beauty, used of course. The guy I bought it from, bless his heart, he totally forgot the security pin. Said he hadn’t used it in ages. Great! So, first thing I did? Google, obviously.
Turns out, bypassing or figuring out the security pin on a Harley isn’t exactly straightforward. It’s not like those old movies where you just snip a wire. So I started digging through forums, watching YouTube videos, the whole shebang. I spent a good chunk of the afternoon just trying to get a grasp on what I was dealing with.
First step: I tried the obvious stuff. Checked the owner’s manual, looked for any stickers or cards tucked away somewhere on the bike. Nope, nothing. Zero. Zilch.
Next up: I thought, “Okay, maybe I can reset the system.” Found some instructions online involving turning the ignition on and off a certain number of times, pressing some buttons in a specific sequence. Sounded like a magic trick, and guess what? It didn’t work. Surprise, surprise.
That’s when I realized I was probably in over my head. Time to call in the professionals. I phoned the local Harley dealership. Explained my situation. They were pretty chill about it, told me it happens all the time.

What they told me: Bring the bike in, and they could try to retrieve the pin using their diagnostic tools. Of course, there was a fee involved, but honestly, at this point, I just wanted to get it sorted.
- Towing the bike to the dealership was a mini-adventure in itself.
- They hooked it up to their fancy computer thingy.
- After about an hour, they managed to pull the pin.
The pin was a five-digit number. I wrote it down, like, five times. Then stored it in my phone, just to be extra safe. You bet I’m not losing that number again!
Lesson learned: Always, ALWAYS, get the security pin when you buy a used Harley. Seriously, save yourself the hassle. And if you don’t get it? Be ready to pay up at the dealership. But hey, at least I can ride my Harley now. That’s all that matters, right?
So yeah, that was my “harley enter pin” adventure. Hope it helps someone out there!