As we pulled into Queretaro Harley-Davidson, three hours outside of Mexico City, I was blown away by not only the quality of custom motorcycles, but the diversity. Beautiful full-dressers sat next to heavily modified, raced-out XR1200s. Cafe racer Sportsters parked next to classy custom trikes, and among them all, this wicked little Sportster Forty-Eight. A low-slung brawler of a Sportster, built for jamming around the city streets. Not overdone, but classy and mean.