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When I worked at the Grand Canyon, several of my friends took the baffles out of their Harley's pipes. One was in the habit of starting his sucker up at seven every morning. One of the neighbors poured a diet coke into his gas tank.
I learned that an unmuffled Harley can be heard from almost a mile away on a quiet day. That deserves free soft drinks in my book. Otherwise, have at it.
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