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An Indian and A Short Rope

Growing up on a farm ,I didn't really getone had painted it White with household
into the ball and stick games the kids ininterior paint and it really looked bad but
town played ;other than football and trackIt was an Indian Motorcycle. I pulled out the
the only sports I really cared about involvedspark plugs and filled the cylinders with
the internal combustion engine .When otherdiesel fuel and let it set. In a couple of
kids my age were reading Inside Baseball Idays I put it in gear and with the sparkplugs
was devouring Hot Rod, Motor Trend, andstill out I rocked it backward and the engine
Motors manuals, Learning what makes cars andbroke loose. Now I could use the kick starter
motorcycles run. One of my friends grandpaand I checked to se if I could get spark and
restored old cars as a hobby ;and noticed myI could so I had new spark plugs and put them
interest so one afternoon he pulled an oldin and with fresh gas I tried and tried but
buck rake( Abuckrake was a model A Ford thatcould only get it to pop. The next Saturday
they had taken the body off of ,and made itNickie came over to see how I was coming and
into kind of a tractor)into my parentsI jumped on the kick starter and It popped
driveway and said if it was alright with themand Nickie got all excited ."lets pull it
he would just give it to me to tinker withwith my car" he said So I proceeded to get a
since it had just been sitting out in arope, tied my end to the bumper hitch of
pasture for years and didn't run he thoughtNickies Chevelle and handed the other end to
it would give me some good experience. WellNickie.Well we got all straight so that I
when my friends parents came over to pickcould pull him straight down the street and
them up that evening they found us out in thewe were ready .----These old Indians were a
pasture sitting on buckets on that ole bucklot like the old Harley 74 In that they had
rake just flying back and forth across thewhat people called a suicide clutch as the
pasture. I had got it running and we wereclutch was down at your foot and the shifter
just trying it out. Needless to say Grampswas next to the tank But on the opposite side
came over the next morning and the buck rakethan that of a Harley for some unknown
was gone. So that's how things got started, Ireason. ---So I eased out on the clutch of
had the reputation that I could get anythingthe Chevelle,the rope became taunt, and down
running And so enters Nicky Hovie; Nickiethe street we went. As we gained speed Nickie
hovie had a real nice sixty three chevellestomped on the clutch on the ole Indian and I
convertible Yellow,Black interior 327 4 spdheard bap---bap-bap-varoom as Nickie roared
,nice car .Well he drove in and said he waspast with a huge smile on his face. Un be
given an old motorcycle and the motor wasknown to me Nickie had foolishly tied the
froze up and wondered if I thought I mightrope onto the handlebars of the motorcycle.
want to try to get it running for him. I saidAs you can guess when Nickie came to the end
sure thing ,so the next day he brought itof his rope things progressively got worse.
over and we put it in my parents garage. Some



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