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When I get there I'm waiting for 30 minutes, while they are talking to each other about what they are doing tonight -_-
After, I'm directed to one person after the other. I finally get to a guy in the back back, and I tell him what I am looking for. He says, "You'll have to look though this pile." A MOUNTAIN OF PLASTICS.
He then says, "We don't have any parts for that bike." So I tell him that I was on the phone, earlier, and was told that there was a bike with many parts for it. He then says, " go check the junkyard then."
He points me to the model, but a different year, not even with the part that I asked for.
Will never go back there. Was a horrible experience.
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