So, I've got my YZ on craigslist, all purtied up for sale, and I got response from a lady, saying her husband and kid want to come take a look at it. Come to find out, the kid rides a CRF150R and his folks want him back on a smoker because the 150R made him lazy. Surprise, surprise.
So later that evening, they show up at my doorstep, and I roll 'er out of the shop. The the kid swiftly jumps on and fires it up, then, before the bike is even warm, and with the choke still on, begins to rev the bike repeatedly! Gaah! Predictably, the bike dies seconds later, and the dad hops on, and proceeds to flood the bejeezus out of it. I made the quick comment, "It'll start, if you know what you're doing."
The father sarcastically says, "You know the tricks, you fire it up."
Long story short, it wouldn't fire.
They then left, laughing and claiming my bike "doesn't even run," in spite of the fact that it started on the first kick when they arrived. They later had the audacity to text message me barely coherent mumblings about how it was out of gas, and that it needed a new spark plug. I actually pulled the expansion chamber off this morning, and when I tipped it, fresh fuel poured out! I've never, ever flooded a bike that badly. I'm embarrased that fellow dirt riders could be this idiotic. They are four stroke riders, I suppose.
