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“It’s really fickle about starting”
The seller has this little ritual about getting the bike to start. It seemed to involve hopes and prayers. Hit starter, hope, pray. Hit starter, hope, pray. Maybe a sputter. At some point, some sputter sputter sputter and… no. It would eventually crawl out of what seemed to be death to a slow purr.
But then, when I had broken out a multimeter, the seller had reacted like I was from the future, me with my fancy space tools.
My solution?
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