Pocket Rocket

Where could i get a pocket rocket in stores?
I'm planning on buying a mini gas bike (pocket rocket). Here is the link to the bike: I want to know, how do i fill up the fuel in this? My dad has a two 6 gallon gasoline containers for the car and our lawnmower. Can i just fill in regular unleaded gasoline from one of those containers?

Filling up gas in a pocket rocket?
A Pick Pocket or on a Space Rocket??

Would you rather be.....?
Cheap pocket bike not ebay craigslist or minipocket rockets

Where can i get a cheap pocket bike not ebay craigslist or minipocket rockets?
I've searched Google, but so far, no luck...... ]; "I'm all buckled up in my tantum rocket, I've got your picture in my spacesuit pocket, I hope that I don't explode.. I didn't think that I'd leave Earth this soon, I'd rather be spending more time with you, But there's something I want you to know.. One trip around the sun, one trip in how we done, When I come back home I'll give youa spacesuit, We'll head up over the clouds, Just me and you..." (There is more, but here is the chorus:) "Hold my hand, We're gonna leave this place, We're gonna take our chance in outer space, We'll leave the world behind, We'll leave the world behind.." I'm hoping someone knows! Thanks in advance. [;

What is the name of this song, and the band who plays it?
i have a 2 stroke pocket rocket and the carb is leaking, i replaced all the seals, I just got a new spark plug (Master 5846) today from ace hardware, I have a 25:1 oil to gas ratio, the previous owners said it could do around 50MPH, and when i had it running, id go full throttle and the bike would shut off, id have to have the choke on to start it every time, and it DOES NOT IDLE!! please help me.... I just cleaned the float, i cant take off the carb because my lack of tools, the brand is lian mei 49cc...Please help me!this is my bike...

Pocket rocket wont start?

intermed skier looking to progress, what skis, are pocket rockets too advanced?
do i have to get a hole new carborater to make the idle work or can i just tighten or clean something? this is for a 50cc pocket bike the x1

how can i fix the iddiling in my pocket rocket?
are pocket rockets illegal in nieghborhood streets in omaha nebraska?

are pocket rockets illegal in nieghborhood streets in omaha nebraska?
2012 It is the year 2009, and I had never traveled trough time before. No one had. The old fog watch I was holding could change the future for good, but could also destroy it. I had found the watch inside a secret compartment in the back of my old grandfather clock. The watch must have been centuries old, because the grandfather clock had been standing in one of the dustiest corridors in my mansion for decades. People told stories about this watch. By opening the watch, and concentrating on where and when you wanted to go, you could travel through time. This could be very dangerous, because if your thinking got off track, you could end up in the middle of an ocean with two heads and a tail. I had never really believed in the stories. No one did. I had known it was special ever since I had first laid eyes on it. It was almost like the watch was calling out to me. Circles and stars were carved into the cover to signify time and space. I had only told one other person about the watch-Chris Malloy. He had been my best friend since childhood, and I trusted him more than any other person. He had ice blue eyes, black hair, and pale skin. My name’s Karen Hatfield. I had long, wavy brown hair, and green eyes. Chris and I were borne two days apart from each other, and are both 14 years old, and lived in Swords, Ireland. “So where and when are we going? I have always wondered if the world would be taken over by aliens with two heads,” he suggested. “Me too,” I said. “Hey, I just read an article on the Mayans. They thought the world would come to an end on December 21st, in the year 2012. Want to check it out?” “Yeah, that sounds cool, but two-headed aliens sounds more exciting.” He said “Ok, December 2012 it is! I’m opening the watch on three. Ready? One, two, three!” The second I opened the watch, it felt like I was being pulled into vortex. With space and time swirling around me, closing my eyes, and covering my ears were the only things I would do to keep that one thought in my head: 2012. It felt like eternity, but suddenly, it was over. I stood up, and opened my eyes. I was surrounded by a burned field. I found the fog watch buried in the ash next to me, and quickly put it in my pocket. Then something occurred to me: where was Chris? “Chris!” I yelled. “I’m over here!” he said, popping out of the grass to my right. “I have a pounding head ache, but don’t worry about me. I’d be more worried about why the Earth has two suns.” Chris was right. Not one, but two suns were shinning in the sky. “That can’t be good,” I said. Chris and I cut across the field, and eventually reached a small town called Novato. We only knew that, because the “welcome to Novato” sigh was just about all that remained intact in the town. As we walked through the deserted town, I noticed that every store and house had been broken-into, burned down, or left in ruin. On one building, in red paint, were the words: THE MAYANS WERE RIGHT! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE! “Hay Karen, I think I see someone!” Chris said, pointing down an alley between a movie store and a restaurant. I looked down the alley, and saw a man lying on the ground, about twenty feet away. But as Chris and I ran up to him, I realized there was something terribly wrong. The man was lying on his stomach with a knife embedded in his back, with his shirt soaked in blood. Before I could completely comprehend what I was seeing, Chris took my had, and led me back into the street. It took me a minute to shake off what I just saw, but eventually Chris and I continued on our way, down the street. “Hey Chris, is it just me, or has the other sun gotten a bit bigger?” Chris said. “Wait, there’s a TV!” I exclaimed. In one store window, a small portable TV showed a reporter talking with absolute chaos in the background. We hurried through the broken window to hear what the reporter was saying. “I’m here in New York City, and as you can see, every man woman and child is taking what they can get, and running for cover.” The reporter said. “Remember: stay in your homes! The meteor is scheduled to collide with Earth at 1:15.” I checked my watch, and it was already one ten. “Remember there is a 36 percent chance that the meteor will, in fact, break up in the Earth’s atmosphere, and a 46 percent chance that it will wipe out everything on the face of the Earth,” continued the reporter. “Remember, this is only if the rocket misses the meteor, which we will be firing momentarily.” The next image was of a rocket blasting off towards a bright object in the sky. I watched in horror as the rocket missed the meteor, and continued on into space. Then the cameras switched back to the reporter, who was shown swearing, and running off screen.

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2012 I had never traveled trough time before. No one had. The old fog watch I was holding could change the future for good, but could also destroy it. I had found the watch inside a secret compartment in the back of my old grandfather clock. The watch must have been centuries old, because the grandfather clock had been standing in one of the dustiest corridors in my mansion for decades. People told stories about this watch. By opening the watch, and concentrating on where and when you wanted to go, you could travel through time. This could be very dangerous, because if your thinking got off track, you could end up in the middle of an ocean with two heads and a tail. I had never really believed in the stories. No one did. I had known it was special ever since I had first laid eyes on it. It was almost like the watch was calling out to me. Circles and stars were carved into the cover to signify time and space. I had only told one other person about the watch-Chris. He had been my best friend since childhood, and I trusted him more than any other person. He had ice blue eyes, black hair, and pale skin. “So where and when are we going? I have always wondered if the world would be taken over by aliens with two heads,” he suggested. “Me too,” I said. “Hey, I just read an article on the Mayans. They thought the world would come to an end on December 21st, in the year 2012. Want to check it out?” “Yeah, that sounds cool, but two-headed aliens sounds more exciting.” He said “Ok, December 2012 it is! I’m opening the watch on three. Ready? One, two, three!” The second I opened the watch, it felt like I was being pulled into vortex. With space and time swirling around me, closing my eyes, and covering my ears were the only things I would do to keep that one thought in my head: 2012. It felt like eternity, but suddenly, it was over. I stood up, and opened my eyes. I was in the middle of a field, surrounded by a burned field. I found the fog watch buried in the ash to me, and quickly put it in my pocket. Then something occurred to me: where was Chris? “Chris!” I yelled. “I’m over here!” he said, popping out of the grass to my right. “I have a pounding head ache, but don’t worry about me. I’d be more worried about why the Earth has two suns.” Chris was right. Not one, but two suns were shinning in the sky. “That can’t be good,” I said. Chris and I cut across the field, and eventually reached a small town called Novato. We only knew that, because the “welcome to Novato” sigh was just about all that remained intact in the town. As we walked through the deserted town, I noticed that every store and house had been broken-into, burned down, or left in ruin. On one building, in red paint, were the words: THE MAYANS WERE RIGHT! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE! “Hay Karen, I think I see someone!” Chris said, pointing down an alley between a movie store and a restaurant. I looked down the alley, and saw a man lying on the ground, about twenty feet away. But as Chris and I ran up to him, I realized there was something terribly wrong. The man was lying on his stomach with a knife embedded in his back, with his shirt soaked in blood. Before I could completely comprehend what I was seeing, Chris took my had, and led me back into the street. It took me a minute to shake off what I just saw, but eventually Chris and I continued on our way, down the street. “Hey Chris, is it just me, or has the other sun gotten a bit bigger?” Chris said. “Wait, there’s a TV!” I exclaimed. In one store window, a small black and white TV showed a reporter talking with absolute chaos in the background. We hurried through the broken window to hear what the reporter was saying. “I’m here in New Your City, and as you can see, every man woman and child is taking what they can get, and running for cover.” The reporter said. “Remember: stay in your homes! The meteor is scheduled to collide with Earth at 1:15.” I checked my watch, and it was already one ten. “Remember there is a 36 percent chance that the meteor will, in fact, break up in the Earth’s atmosphere, and a 46 percent chance that it will wipe out everything on the face of the Earth,” continued the reporter. “Remember, this is only if the rocket misses the meteor, which we will be firing momentarily.” The next image was of a rocket blasting off towards a bright object in the sky. I watched in horror as the rocket missed the meteor, and continued on into space. Then the cameras switched back to the reporter, who was shown swearing, and running off screen. Then the TV went blank for a second, and a clock flashed on screen, counting down from three minutes. “Ok Karen. I think it’s time to go,” said Chris I pulled out the fog watch. By this time,

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