Funny/Interesting story.
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Funny/Interesting story.
About 10 years ago I owned an 87 Yamaha YFM350Er 4 wheeler. It was a great machine and I would take my then 14 year old daughter with me during some rides. She was hooked and started to throw hints about wanting her own machine.
One day we were out driving around when we drove past our local Polaris dealership when she yelled pull in I want to see something.
There in front of the dealership was this White/Green Polaris 250 Trailboss. She loved it so I made a deal for it and took it home. On our very first ride she was amazed at how fast it was, the little 2 stroke could pull *** and she wasted no time in teaching showing me. She took off down this dirt road and I didn't even attempt to catch her. Anyway, about 10 minutes later I had caught up to her. She was stuck on top of this pile of "dirt" and was working like a dog trying to free the bike. I said what happened and she answered that she wanted to see if she could climb it. I got off my machine and walked toward this pile of dirt when I detected this unique smell. As I got closer I soon realized this pile was not dirt but a 5 foot mound of pig slop the local farmers had dropped off to use for furtilizer. Man what a hum, I gagged and managed to get the bike off it. We had that machine for 7 years and to the day we sold it the smell was still on it. It was especillay bad when the garage would be hot during the summer months and I would first open the door.
Just wish I had a camera on me at the time.
Jim
One day we were out driving around when we drove past our local Polaris dealership when she yelled pull in I want to see something.
There in front of the dealership was this White/Green Polaris 250 Trailboss. She loved it so I made a deal for it and took it home. On our very first ride she was amazed at how fast it was, the little 2 stroke could pull *** and she wasted no time in teaching showing me. She took off down this dirt road and I didn't even attempt to catch her. Anyway, about 10 minutes later I had caught up to her. She was stuck on top of this pile of "dirt" and was working like a dog trying to free the bike. I said what happened and she answered that she wanted to see if she could climb it. I got off my machine and walked toward this pile of dirt when I detected this unique smell. As I got closer I soon realized this pile was not dirt but a 5 foot mound of pig slop the local farmers had dropped off to use for furtilizer. Man what a hum, I gagged and managed to get the bike off it. We had that machine for 7 years and to the day we sold it the smell was still on it. It was especillay bad when the garage would be hot during the summer months and I would first open the door.
Just wish I had a camera on me at the time.
Jim
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