I had that crowded garage problem once. I put the bikes out on the curb with a “free to a good home” sign on them. They were gone before the next ammo load came. Reminds me of a week I spent at Hawthorne Naval ammo dump. They told us we couldn’t go home until we shot all the ammo. Sorest fingers I ever had, pulling triggers and loading mags.
Haha! (but not the sore fingers. ouch.)