So the daughter cons me into going to pick a pool table she got for free (I have the pickup). Great, I figure. Gotta drive 20 miles into the boonies to bust a nut picking up a pool table. Find the house, load the pool table (just kinda cracked a nut). I spy a three wheeler hidden in the weeds. "Whats up with the 3-wheeler", I ask. Her son parked it there a couple of years ago and he gone off in the world, "if you want it, take it", she says. I truly bust a nut pushing the pool table up enought to make room for the three wheeler. "You want a mini-bike?", she asks. "Lemme take a look at it". Old school mini-bike, B&S engine, shocks front and rear, jackshaft drive. I strap it to the tailgate. Not a bad trip I figure. ATC 200 Honda, engine pulls thru. Gonna do the carb, fuel tank, change fluids things before trying to fire it up. Mini bike has about 2lbs compression. No problem there, I have a 5hp GX160 Honda motor laying under the workbench. The way I figure it, "somones gonna get hurt!!!".

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