My fuel-powered five-wheeled semi-canopied self-unloading heavy motorcycle and I can be regarded as a pair of “crazy partners” in life. The interesting stories we have experienced together can almost be compiled into a “Collection of Anecdotes about Five-wheeled Self-unloading Motorcycles” that will make people laugh until they are out of breath.

As soon as this motorcycle makes an appearance, it’s like a “weirdo” that has rushed out of some crazy mechanical world. The five wheels are steady and firm, as if declaring its uniqueness to the world. The semi-canopy design is both like a playful sun hat and a small fortress ready to withstand wind and rain at any time. Every time I mount it, I instantly feel like a super warrior about to conquer the world, although in reality, I’m just driving it to transport various goods on the small roads in cities and villages. Once, when I parked at a rural market, a group of children, like they had found a new and interesting toy, immediately surrounded me. A little girl with pigtails opened her eyes as wide as copper bells and shouted loudly, “Wow! This is the secret battle vehicle of superheroes. It can transport all the bad guys away!” When I heard that beside them, I almost fell off the motorcycle from laughing. Ever since then, when I look at my motorcycle again, hey, it really does have a bit of the imposing manner of a secret battle vehicle.

When starting up, it’s like a little beast that has been awakened, making a “putt-putt-putt” sound. That sound is full of power. Compared with those quiet electric vehicles, it’s simply like a rock star holding a concert. Once, when waiting for the green light at a busy intersection in a small town, there was a small electric bicycle parked beside me. It started up silently. Then I looked at my five-wheeled self-unloading motorcycle. When it started, the commotion made me feel that the surrounding air was vibrating along with it. As soon as the green light came on, I twisted the throttle, and my “wild partner” instantly shot out like an arrow leaving the bow, nimbly and swiftly shuttling through the traffic and leaving that electric bicycle far behind. The owner of the electric bicycle was probably so stunned that his mouth dropped open, and he must have been thinking in his heart, “Where did this five-wheeled guy get so much power?” At that moment, I felt as if I was driving a super racing car, freely speeding on the street track, and my pride almost soared to the sky.

However, this cute little thing will occasionally throw a tantrum. Once, when delivering goods to a remote mountainous area, I loaded a full truck of building materials. When I reached the destination, I happily pressed the self-unloading button, ready to unload the goods easily. But the motorcycle was like a child throwing a tantrum, and the cargo box didn’t move at all. I was so anxious that I was sweating all over. I quickly got off the motorcycle and checked it front and back, inside and out. I was so out of breath from exhaustion, but I still couldn’t find the problem. Just when I was in a complete mess, an uncle passing by walked over slowly, circled around the motorcycle a few times, and said with a smile, “Young man, is your treasure ‘feeling unwell’? I’m afraid it’s out of fuel and doesn’t have the strength to unload the goods.” I slapped my head. Oh dear, I was so focused on getting to my destination that I completely forgot about refueling. I smiled awkwardly and quickly borrowed fuel from the nearby villagers. After refueling, the motorcycle immediately regained its vitality, and the cargo box unloaded smoothly with a “whoosh”, as if saying to me proudly, “Hmph, let’s see if you dare to be so careless in the future!”

Its self-unloading function is even more astonishing. Once, when helping my neighbor clean up the old furniture and sundries piled up like a mountain in the yard, I originally thought it would take me a whole day to carry them laboriously one by one. But with my fuel-powered five-wheeled semi-canopied self-unloading heavy motorcycle, I loaded all the things onto the motorcycle at once. When I arrived at the garbage station and pressed the button, the cargo box tilted, and all the things poured out instantly. My neighbor stood beside me, gaping in astonishment, and couldn’t help exclaiming, “Your motorcycle is amazing! It’s simply Doraemon’s magical pocket. It can hold anything and can be cleaned with just one button. It’s so awesome!” As I drove the motorcycle, I felt like an all-powerful super cleaner, carrying a full load of “cleaning achievements” and heading towards the next “battlefield”.

The days spent with my fuel-powered five-wheeled semi-canopied self-unloading heavy motorcycle are full of laughter and unexpected surprises. Although it doesn’t have a luxurious appearance or high-end configurations, in my heart, it is the most capable and lovely partner. It accompanies me as I move forward with a “putt-putt-putt” sound on the road of life. Who knows, maybe someday it will create even more hilarious stories that will make people laugh until they shed tears!