Dale and his son Matt get a vague tip from a museum visitor who claims he saw a skinny-wheeled motorcycle at an army surplus warehouse 10 miles from Wheels Through Time. Dale can't imagine how an antique motorcycle could find its way into a building that's been rumored to contain 500,000 grenade canisters but he knows he must look. What he also doesn't know is that this simple 10 mile drive will detour him all the way to rural Pennsylvania and New Jersey. There he will be tempted to purchase two of the largest collections of new and used motorcycle parts in the United States.