This bike will cost at least $30,000. After all, Harley's motorcycles in the same series all start at $50,000! John calculated in his heart.
I should have saved more than $1,000 after all these years. I've cleaned Dad's yard for three years. I should get at least $1,000 in salary. Maybe I can get two years' salary in advance!
I'll have to persuade Mom to give me another $500!
"Maybe I can sell my Dreamy. The first generation of pocket electronic pet Dreamy is already out of production. The price on eBay has risen to 4,000 USD each …"
This child was constantly calculating all the funds that he could gather. In the end, he even included his dream, which he regarded as a treasure, into his calculations.
A few years ago, when the Fantasy Pocket Electric Pet was first put on the market, he spent more than 2,000 USD to buy it.
Although it was not a loss to sell it for $4,000, it was the most precious treasure in John's life. It had always been kept in his treasure chest. Selling it now was like cutting off a piece of meat.
But if he could not buy this crazy machine that could go 480 km/h today, John felt that he might as well die.
But the really sad thing was that even if he pooled all the money together, John could only get about $7,000. For the captain of the United States, who earned at least $30,000, it was far from enough.
How do I get the money? Hardedef thought to himself in despair.
"Wait, how do I know if you're telling the truth? Can this bike really go 480 km/h? "Hank, who was next to John, suddenly said, startling John.
That's right. These were just sales statements. No one knew if this car could really reach 480 km/h. Even a powerful Harley motorcycle could not make a motorcycle that could go 480 km/h.
Even if it could be made, it could not be mass-produced. How could such a brand that he had never heard of make a motorcycle that could go 480 km/h? And it was not an engine, but an electric one. It was very suspicious.
Thinking of this, John looked at it suspiciously.
"If you don't believe me, you can test it!" The salesperson hesitated, then said, "But there is no place for you to test it. And I can't find anyone to drive it to 480 km/h for you!"
"How about this? I'll start it up for you guys now. Let's see the speed of the wheels and see if it can reach 480 miles per hour!"
"Also, in three days, we will be inviting professional racers to perform in the New York arena. That way, you will be able to see for yourself the speed of our United States captain!"
"Alright!" John and Hank nodded at the same time. Then, the shopping guide took out a huge key from his pocket, inserted it into the equally huge keyhole, and turned the key abruptly.
In an instant, a loud roar came from the inside of the motorcycle. The sound was so loud that it shocked all the onlookers.
More importantly, the sound was simply wonderful. That wild sound wave was like that of a wild beast, causing the men present to be so excited that they were about to wet their pants.
This was definitely the sound of a top-notch racing car engine.
Among the crowd, there was one person who was so scared that he fell to the ground.
"Eight cylinders, turbocharged, and a f * cking twin-turbo. This configuration is even excessive for an F1 car. How could it be installed on a motorcycle? Who is so crazy!" The guy who was sitting on the ground was so scared that he was sitting on the ground.
His name was Schumacher, a professional racer for the F1 Ferrari team. He was just passing by when he was shocked by the roar comparable to that of an F1 car engine.
Even if such an engine was installed on an F1 car, the car would be destroyed and the driver would be killed.
In the end, someone was crazy enough to install it on a motorcycle. Did they think that the rider would not die quickly enough?
Therefore, after getting up from the ground, Schumacher walked into the motorcycle exhibition hall. He wanted to see what kind of monster was born here.
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Three days later, John and Hank appeared in the auditorium of the New York Raceway on time. At this time, the entire auditorium was full.
After three days of ferment, the United States captain's heavy-duty motorcycle had caused an unimaginable frenzy in New York.
Such a domineering appearance and a terrifying speed of 480 km/h made all the motorcycle enthusiasts so excited that they almost wet their pants.
If they could hear the roar of the engine, they would have been thrown off their feet.
Therefore, even in the era without the Internet, this big news quickly spread throughout New York. Three days later, the motorcycle would perform in the New York Raceway. Naturally, it became the most explosive news in the past three days. Everyone wanted to go to the New York Raceway to see the performance of this monster.
Therefore, the racetrack, which was originally able to hold twenty to thirty thousand people, was now filled with people who couldn't even get a single ticket.
"John, have you really thought about it? Are you going to buy this motorcycle? "Hank looked at his good friend with some worry.
"You know, it's my lifelong dream to own a professional motorcycle racer. Now that I'm only one step away from this dream, I will never give up!" John said firmly. "So, as long as this motorcycle can reach 480 km/h … No, even if it can break the limit of 400 km/h, I must buy it."
"But where will you get so much money? Even if you sell your Fantasy, it won't be enough! "Hank asked, puzzled.
"I can borrow money from Tucker!" John raised his neck.
"You're crazy. If you borrow $10,000 from him, Tucker will force you to pay back $20,000!" Hank said.
"I don't care. I'll pay back the money!" John was obviously crazy, which made Hank feel incredulous.
Although three days had passed, the dealer still hadn't sold a single motorcycle. They didn't even announce the price of the motorcycle. They just kept promoting it.
Obviously, the dealer intended to keep the audience in suspense and attract enough popularity before announcing the price, so as to create a sensational effect.
This was a very common business trick. There was nothing strange about it.
If this motorcycle could really reach 480 km/h, then the business plan would be a success. It would definitely attract a lot of attention and achieve a huge and rare sales volume.
However, if it failed, it would be even more damaging. The entire sales plan would become a joke.
"How can an F1 racing engine be installed on a motorcycle?" Next to John and Hank, a young man wearing a mask muttered to himself in confusion.
"Also, this is an electric motorcycle. Shouldn't the motor of an electric motorcycle be low or even silent? How can it make such a sound? "
The top racer, Schumacher, also came to the raceway, but he still didn't understand how such a violent engine could be installed on a motorcycle.
Not to mention, when he went back to check the information, asked the mechanics of the team, and even saw several motors with his own eyes, he had more questions in his heart. He really couldn't understand!
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