You needed a little FURY to keep up with all that muscle running around in the 70's and this cruiser was the perfect machine for the task. While on a little trip down to Maryland we spotted this guy pulling out of a Duncan Donuts parking lot - Got figure - We needed some java ourselves, but before fueling up, and the fuzz got away, I jumped out ran over, and snapped a couple of shots with my trusty point-n-shoot. He was in a hurry so I didn't get a chance to talk. He did yell out the widow, "I'm late for a funeral."  It's good to hear this old fella is still able to pull some duty for the community.