Looking back, the guy who sold me my CB1100 tried to back out of the deal.
I looked at the bike, we shook hands, but it was a Sunday, and I was about to leave for a week. So, bank wasn't open, I couldn't get cash until I got back home.
I left him a check deposit.
While I was away, he started thinking he might want to keep the bike after all. I came back with cash, excited to get the bike, and he started stammering a bit, saying he'd been thinking... a voice shouted from another room, his wife... "Don't listen to him. The bike is for sale. Honey, take his money, and hand him the keys."
He called me a few times after the sale, saying "If you decide you don't like it, I'll gladly buy it back!"
