This moped had sat in Rock's garage for years. He thought it would be fun to ride it to the Little Rock Hash event underway at the large city park between his house and the U.S. Pizza in Levy, but first, he would have to fill up its gas tank.
The nearest gas station was at the corner of Pershing and Pike Avenues, at the base of the climb up Pershing to Fort Roots. All the way there, Rock was troubled by the moped's controls, particularly the accelerator, which was a pedal below and behind his right foot. It was easy to miss and hard to depress, and he struggled with it as he crossed Pike and rode the bike up into the minimart parking lot.
As he approached a pump, Rock noticed there was no tire on his front axle. He couldn't imagine how he had ridden so far on nothing but a dented, oddly-shaped wheel rim.
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