"It all went down in a deserted San Pedro warehouse down by the docks. The smolder of burnt rubber filled the air, throttles cracked and unleashed barking exhausts that echoed off the rooftop. The posse of RSD SuperHooligan riders spun tight circles on a short cement oval within an arena of orange and white construction barriers, elbows up, eyes wide. The shrill sound of sirens interrupted the party, a handful of LA’s finest on their black and white motorcycles storming the warehouse. Luckily, they were in on the gig, all part of Indian Motorcycle’s slideshow."-
Bryan Harley