The Harley that was a Steal....

I recently finished reading a book (I'll pause here while some of you quit laughing and now rejoin me please. Thank you.). In that book, I found a cool story that will be modified slightly here in this post.

"Belonging to the King"

A California Man named Bob loved garage sales. He would often wake up early on Saturday to grab the paper, check out the local garage sales, and he would go looking for that great treasure. He wasn't quite sure what that treasure was, but he was looking for it. One day he had completed his normal run, but decided to go to the one last address that was on his list, even though the prime shopping time was gone and most of the good buys would be gone. He stopped and was looking at a table in the garage, and saw in the back an old Harley Davidson. So, he asked the older man handling the garage sale if it was for sale. The man told him his wife told him it had to go, so why not, he would sell if for $35 because that's what the local scrap yard would have given him for the metal. (Even I would take that for $35). He went on to explain it didn't run, and would need alot of work. But, Bob didn't care, even if his wife would be upset for a while, it was a good deal. So Bob purchased the bike and took it home.

After a few weeks, he finally got around to calling Harley Davidson for the parts. The parts man came on the line and asked for the serial number for the bike so they could accurately identify the correct parts. Bob read off the serial number and on the other line, there was a silence.

The parts man stuttered a bit, then said, "Sir, I need to have some information from you."

Bob wasn't to excited about that, but he gave out the info thinking he could get a catalog sent to him or something. So, Bob sat around a couple of days before getting a phone call from a very high executive at Harley Davidson.

The executive said, "Bob, I need you to go do something for me."

"Umm, well I guess," replied Bob.

"Bob, put the receiver down and go to the garage and take the seat off the bike and see if there is something written underneath."

Bob did as he was told and came back and told the executive that indeed there was writing on the bike. It said "THE KING."

The executive said, "Bob, I'm going to offer you $300,000 for that bike."

Bob was stunned. He said he would think about it and hung up. A day later, Jay Leno calls him saying he has a thing for old Harleys, and will give him $500,000. Bob's little $35 dollar Harley Davidson, was now big, really big. It wasn't just that it was a Harley Davidson motorcycle that made it famous and valuable, it had belong to none other than THE KING himself, Elvis Presley.