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Two days later, the Hyster arrived at the yard. It looked even older under the bright afternoon sun, but as Elias lifted his first full pallet of 2x4s, the machine didn't flinch. It groaned, it smoked a little, and it had a seat that smelled like old coffee, but it worked.

The engine coughed once, spat a puff of blue smoke, and then settled into a steady, rhythmic purr. Elias stepped onto the floorboard, feeling the vibration through his boots. He operated the levers—the forks rose with a smooth, hydraulic hiss, no stuttering, no weeping oil. He drove it in a tight circle, listening for the dreaded clicking of a bad transaxle. Silence, save for the hum of the engine. buy used forklift

Elias looked at the price chalked on the overhead guard. It was four thousand less than anything he’d seen online. He thought about his mounting debt, the stacks of cedar waiting at the rail yard, and the aching in his back from moving boards by hand. Two days later, the Hyster arrived at the yard