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- Oct 19, 2005
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I had me a two gas stop ride day in spring time delight over 3 counties working up nerve to risk police and traction in paradise sweepers. Pleased my chain is no longer being oiled by over fill of primary and gear box, nil mess by return home. So put on armor tied down luggage to head to appointment, turned on taps, tickled the minimal wetness, keyed on and wife came out and said Oh Its Dripping, Silly woman I thought, of course its dripping I just tickied it I explained as I glanced at tickler for another BBISS Blank Brit Iron Staring State ......
At carb bowl hanging skewed with RH bowl gasket sticking out... ugh. One of the few times I've gotten this close to ride and decided to undress and take the cage, because was too pensive to make it to pavement suddendly by Shivers up spine.
Ok no more Combating till both carbs rebuilt and new solution to screws which my buddy Wes spend much time and squating to snug damn well with me checking to. Air boot needs cutting down too. Oh well ride and wrench ride and wrench...
At carb bowl hanging skewed with RH bowl gasket sticking out... ugh. One of the few times I've gotten this close to ride and decided to undress and take the cage, because was too pensive to make it to pavement suddendly by Shivers up spine.
Ok no more Combating till both carbs rebuilt and new solution to screws which my buddy Wes spend much time and squating to snug damn well with me checking to. Air boot needs cutting down too. Oh well ride and wrench ride and wrench...