In a class all of their own
Walking along a street in Daikanyama and I look to my left. Right next to me is a guy in a leather jacket and pushing an old Triumph motorcycle. Old school. Great chance for a nice picture. I pull out my camera and at that moment, the guy looks at me, and stops. He waited for me to snap off three photos. I say thanks, and he just smiled it off. The man was the same as his motorbike, all class.