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Hey there junior badass, ever feel like there's a caged animal trapped inside of you?Only one cure for that: getting a #$%*ing sick motorcycle. A 1971 Honda CB350. This golden lady will get you to work like a full-blown go hard, transport you and your shotgun through the zombie apocalypse, and give you a new platform for barreling down the boulevard with the wind tearing at your clothes screaming, "I AM ALIVE!" on the way to #$%*ing bikram yoga.Runs like corn through a goose. Engine rebuilt a year ago with ~400 miles on it since then. I put new tires on the old girl, because you don't deprive a classy lady of classy shoes. I gave her a new chain because she needed some #$%*ing jewelry.Electric start, kickstart, #$%*ing push start, you name it.Why am I selling it? Cos being alive rules, and I'm far too gnarly of a dude to have a motorcycle. I see a ramp, I'm gonna hit that mother#$%*er going 300 mph, backflip over the 405. $2300 gets you the Golden Lady, two helmets, some #$%*ing saddlebags, a shop manual, a quart of oil (plus all the oil that's up in her right now), a full tank of PREMIUM MOTHER#$%*ING GASOLINE (91 octaaaaaannneeee), some links to my favorite YouTube videos, a short story about robots, a cup of coffee with me, and whatever kind of donut you want.
http://losangeles.craigslist.org/sfv/mcy/3394239327.html Quote I'm gonna hit that mother#$%*er going 300 mph, backflip over the 405.
I'm gonna hit that mother#$%*er going 300 mph, backflip over the 405.