I often dream taking the shee back in time with alittle gas and ride for awhile and leave it there.. could you image if the Native indians would have come across the beast sitting in the woods. I see it now..
Little broken Paw heading back from the long hunt tired and and about to give up from a bad hunt, as he turns the corner on the trail there shee sits. Dumb founded he pushes it back to the villiage. As he arrives all the youngsters are running around it in amazment, elders are unsure!! Not knowing what the piece of machinery is they place it next to the totum pole thinking it was some sort of gift from thr gods . Later that night after all the spirits and "pie o tee" is taking affect, Little Broken Paw see his friends in a drunken state laughing and joking around on the Gift. Older brother Big Broken Paw jumps on and mounts the beast in doing so he manages to kick the motor off, he must have slipped it in to gear somehow.....
just image the rest