Eight years ago I bought a house in Grand Rapids and to my surprise I got a motorcycle as well. I saw it in the back of the lot under a ripped and sunbleached cover with weeds growing throught top. It was rusted and ugly as hell. It had a nasty windsheild you couldn't see through, rusted sissy bar, and more rust everywhere. After a couple of beers one night a buddy and I pushed her thirty feet across my yard, an amazing feet considering the eight years of rust on the discs. We hooked it to the car and jumped it. It ran! we were excited it sounded terrible but it was running. Until... Gas was leaking through the breather box and down onto the engine. Instantly in the midst of our triumph and celebration it burst into flames. Luckily we were right next to the hose and we got it out. That was 5 years ago and this is her now.





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