yeah its true...way back in 1942, just a year after the shop was opened, there was this guy who rode a bike around town. The bike made the sound of 100's of sea sirens and 100's of screaming banshees. Its said that if you ride by at 11:10 am, which is the 666th minute of the day...the the guy on the bicyle, who noone has ever seen, cause when they look at him in the eyes, the eyes shine really really shiny light- like only a million cromo handlebars would-but the light is soo bright that it burns you up really quickly and the sonic reverberations, from the banshees and sirens, blow your desicated body dust into the wind...then he takes your bike away. so i hear anway...