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October 9, 2009
Desert Tank
One of the hazards of rolling across the Baja peninsula, is that there are long stretches with zeros sign of civilization. In these situations, having a larger gas tank reduces your odds of being raped or auctioned off at the white slave auctions in Ensenada. What you want is a 5 gallon tank (prerferrably red so it matches the bike).
So today, I called Baja Designs in San Marcos, California. The guy ("Tex" is his name) is like.."Man...I don't have any desert tanks in stock for the XR 650" and I'm bumming hard because I need one on Monday that I can go in, pick up, stick on the bike, and ride away with. And then he's like..."hang on a minute...I think the computer is wrong...I think I've got one downstairs...hold on...I'm going downstairs and look".
Tex returns and says "I've got an IMS 4.6 gallon tank here I can sell you. It's a floor model. I could let you have it for cheap."
"What color is it?"
"Red."
What do you need for it?
"Well, you take off your stock fuel cock and put it on there and..."
"No. I mean what will you let me have it for?"
"One fifty."
"Sold. I'll pick it up Monday afternoon."
Posted by Rob Kiser on October 9, 2009 at 3:08 PM
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