Share your motorcycle story about a strange or unreasonable craigslist buyer or seller...

This isn't Craigslist, but u/JudgeMontrose reminded me of a situation that was real sketchy.

I went to a gun show with my dad and brother, and I bought my first gun. It was/is an OD Green ar-15 that looks badass. It was cheap for its looks and parts, onl $1,000 or so. My dad bought a copper colored one and my brother bought a black upper for his. They all had problems. My dad and brother had the guy look at theirs, and we all thought mine was a fluke at first because it only jammed a couple times. They met with the guy and he took their guns, found out that that bolt carrier group was bad on my dad's. He said nothing was wrong with my brother's. Then mine and my brother's continued having problems. We asked the guy to meet with us, and he was bothered that we wanted him to drive for 3-4 hours to look at the guns, even though he drove our way to sell to people that far away. We agreed to meet him half way. Google maps dropped us off on an empty country road with no house. We found the guy parked in his truck by his friend's gate, whose place we were meeting at. My truck was on empty but I figured I had enough in reserve to make it however far we had to go and then over to a gas station. So we start following the guy into what looked like a nuclear testing site, at least in my imagination, and we went on forever. Along the way, there were a bunch of lineman trucks and utility vehicles that looked like they were just left abruptly on this guy's friend's property. I told my brother that if this guy does anything suspicious, that he's gonna have to get his pistol and we'll need to steal the guy's truck and drive back into civilization because mine might run out of gas when we're fleeing. We joked about that place being a real life "The Hills Have Eyes", and that these guys killed all of their displeased customers to avoid any bad Facebook reviews. So after a long time and looking at the gas gauge quite a bit, we get to the end of the line. I thought that we were pretty likely to be killed, especially with the convenience of giving guns to this guy. So as soon as we give him to guns, he liquid lube fucks them before successfully shooting maybe 100 rounds through them. This was more success than we had gotten out of them, and we later discovered that it was because he forced the guns not to jam. There were metal flakes everywhere when we cleaned the guns later.

But if they did jam, he might have killed us lmfao

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