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"What will happen to it?" Leo asked as Sam climbed back into her truck.

Leo felt a pang of guilt. "I'd love to keep it, but I live in a third-story apartment. I don't know the first thing about carburetors, and I have to vacate this house by Friday." we buy motorcycles near me

Leo was not a rider. He was a graphic designer who lived in a downtown apartment where the closest thing to horsepower was his electric scooter. Yet, there it was: a machine of chrome and steel that had clearly once been someone's absolute pride and joy. "What will happen to it

"Hey Leo, this is Sam from Iron & Oil," a warm voice said on the other end. "That looks like an old 78' CB750 under all that dust. My dad used to ride one of those. Mind if I swing by with the trailer in an hour to take a look?" I don't know the first thing about carburetors,

True to his word, a clean black truck towing a flatbed trailer pulled into the driveway sixty minutes later. A tall woman in grease-stained denim jumped out.