Hey guys,
I have a story you hear all the time, but this actually happened to me. When I was in my early 20's, I drove a truck for a small company. I was making a delivery and I had one of my black Harley shirts on when a guy walked up to me and said, you ride Harleys, which I replied I did. He went on to say his Father had one he wanted for sale. What the kicker was, this guy looked like he was in his 60's. I got his info and made plans to visit him the next Saturday.
Well, Saturday I pulled into the address, and it was a huge farm. The Father met me and said the Bike is in the barn. We then went to the barn and he said it's over there under that canvas. I had to crawl over a ton of farm equipment to get to it, then raised the canvas and there it was. A 100% original Pan Head Dresser. I asked what year is it, 1958. He then said are you gonna make one of them choppers and I quickly said no. I asked if I could get it out and see if it would run which I did. It took a while, but she started. I then asked if I could take it down the road for a quick ride which he agreed. Well, I got about a mile away from the farm and it ran out of gas. About a hour later the farmer came with a gas can and said he thought I had ran out of gas. We went back to the farm and I said I will give you 1800.00. He had told me 2000.00. He then walked me to the door of the barn, and said, look out there. It's all mine and paid for. All you could see for a half mile was rolling hills dotted with cattle. I quickly said, I'm not trying to talk you down, it's all I have. He said to come back when I had it all, and assured me he wouldn't sell it. 2 weeks later I had the 2000.00 and handed it to him. He then handed me 200.00 back and grinned and said you will need a new battery. I rode that bike for 15 years and sold it. I dream of that bike till this day.
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