How to buy/sell strange bike

Buy:

I got into biking late in life (well, I grew up on bike in the kibbutz, but that was for everyday use, not for sports), only after my back gave way to soccer/windsurfing/horseback riding and my knee gave way to jogging.  In late 2007 my back gave way a second time, forcing me off my hybrid bike.  I was looking for an alternative to stay active but also pain free.

When I purchased my first recumbent bike in 2008, I drove 2.5 hours to see this wonderful guy, Art, who sells bike out of his garage in Signal Mountain, TN.  Art hosted me a full day teaching me how to ride recumbent, showing me different models, adjusting different bikes, talking, talking, talking with a lot of riding in between.  I explained to Art about my many injuries and body limitations and he did his best to find what would suit me the best.  He and his wonderful wife, Ann, even fed me two meals.  When I left their house in the evening, I was well fed and had a lot of bike info to process - but I didn't buy anything from him because I'm a person who has to check everything from a 1000 different angles.  The price tag also intimidated me.

Indeed, in the next several weeks I test ridden several more bikes all around the southeast.  Eventually, after 6 weeks of research both online and in person, I went back to Art (for another meal, of course) and bought the bike from him.  

Sell:

Today I sold the bike.  At 10 am I received an email showing interest in the bike.  Even before she came the lady already started bargaining with me over the price.  Now, I'm not a slaseman - not even close to it.  But I was able to explain to her why this bike might be a better choice for her over other used bike that she mentioned, at $200 less.  Within less than an hour I met her and her husband on the Belline.  The conversation was rather brief.  The lady sat on the bike - she have never ridden a recumbent in her life before; she didn't know how to pedal or how to brake.  You see, in recumbent you really need to learn a new balance.  Anyway, she rode the bike for less than a 100 yards, got off, look at her husband and said "I like it....honey, can we get it?"  Shortly after we closed the deal. WOW!  I mean, maybe I'm over-learning everything, but talk about fast (and shallow)! Oh well...

Bye-bye bike.  You served me well, but now I'm happy to see you go.