“Say, Bruce, where’s that Miss Andrews? I know you two are an item now, but she’s not here,” Jim asked.
“She said this was a family evening, and that she wasn’t really family yet, no matter how comfortable and safe I made her feel,” Bruce said. “Besides, she’s got something else planned for tonight.”
“Wooo-Hooooo!” A woman in red spandex shrieked as her bat-styled black motorcycle shot around a corner in one of Gotham City’s seedy, industrial districts. As the vehicle accelerated down the poorly lit road, off-tune singing could be heard. “Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, Harley!!”
*** Harley decides to go on a long bat patrol in her Red Robin Breasted outfit looking for some of the old cronies and bubbas to break heads if they so much as annoy the folks in the darker and seedier regions of Gotham...
The ridder and background are just epic. As to the bike, the riding position's more "on the nose" than "cruiser" but the bike makes me think of the machines in "Akira". Having said that, if it had solid wheels, that could be a description of a Bimota Tesi.