Granted. Only if it has a side car (Yuck!! What an abomination)
In your haste to take it for a ride on Route 66, you inadvertently run over the fairy who granted the wish, without so much as a sorry, beg your pardon. Once the fairy is released from hospital some weeks later, she immediately dispatches the fairy

to hunt you down.
They finally discover you, lost somewhere in the middle of the Mojave desert, as you took a wrong turn at Albuquerque. The fairy spots you riding away into the sunset at terminal velocity, so she turns up the power of her magic wand, fires a bunch of wishes in your direction. You dive through a hail of wishes and come out the other side as a small monkey riding a matchbox size motor bike.
I wish I was a fairy who could grant everyones wishes