Thursday, April 21, 2011
I remember when I was a minibike riding kid, I would walk by this neighbour of mine who had a motorcycle leaning up against their house. It looked like it had been there for years. One day I got up enough nerve to knock on the door and ask them if they wanted to get rid of it. To my surprise the old guy said "sure, take it". WOW! A real motorcycle. Well I never got it running, I had no clue of how an engine worked or anything. I think I put a lawnmower spark plug in it to see if it would start. It sat at the side of our house for years. I don't know why I never tried to get it running after that. Then, one day, it was gone. My parents had gotten rid of it. I kinda wish I had it now.
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