I don't care how much of a hater on Southern California you are,
beachfront gas stations can't be beat.
And yes, that guys is gassing up a THREE WHEELER at that pump. The last time I saw one of those outlawed hell machines I was late for gym class, listening to Thriller on a yellow Walkman.
These dudes have not let the lack of available parts for these things or the human bodies natural flight reflexes hamper their redneck ingenuity: