These are bikers taking part in a town parade in 1985. They ride old Soviet wimpy bikes. Oh, a lot of things have changed since 1985, and one of them is technology. My big Ninja probably produces more horsepower than all of their bikes combined.
One of my favorite things to do is to open my bike's throttle and with the roar of a wounded dinosaur break the silence of an empty town...then shut down the motor and listen to how ghosts send curses in response to the big bore four cylinder engine.
