About 30 years ago I heard a story about some old Indians sitting in a shed. This shed was on the outskirts of town near an isolated house.
The guy who was telling me and a buddy one weekend about this was insistent that there were "half a dozen untouched Indians" in that old shed. Of course we were dubious about this tale and found it hard to believe that even back then these Indians would have not been scarfed up.
He gave general directions on how to find the place so me and my buddy went looking. No one was at home and a rickety old shed door was standing open so we decided to go take a peek inside.
Sure enough; the guy was not lying. There were at least half a dozen untouched Indians in the barn. The only problem was they were were all small 80 CC??? displacement mini-bikes/dirt bikes that had been badged as Indians.