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A couple week ends ago we had a warm sunday.
I rode into a quaint little town I like to ride through only to find every one had the same idea.
I have never sat in a traffic jam before w/ my commando.
As I crept along , I noticed it was getting harder to shift into neutral.
It was like my clutch plates swelled up.
At one point I stalled her.
A young cop, younger than my Norton by at least a decade, and a half, asked me is it gonna restart?
I pulled in the clutch, rolled to te side of the road, center standed her.
I found neutral, restarted 1st kick, cocky cop drove off, and a nice 67 camaro let me back into traffic.
I took the first left turn outta town and shifting resumed normal.
My question is what happened?
It seemed like my clutch cable grew as the plates would not separate?
Cooled down and no problems?
My brain is confused :?
MarshalNorton
72 combat w/ menapause.
I rode into a quaint little town I like to ride through only to find every one had the same idea.
I have never sat in a traffic jam before w/ my commando.
As I crept along , I noticed it was getting harder to shift into neutral.
It was like my clutch plates swelled up.
At one point I stalled her.
A young cop, younger than my Norton by at least a decade, and a half, asked me is it gonna restart?
I pulled in the clutch, rolled to te side of the road, center standed her.
I found neutral, restarted 1st kick, cocky cop drove off, and a nice 67 camaro let me back into traffic.
I took the first left turn outta town and shifting resumed normal.
My question is what happened?
It seemed like my clutch cable grew as the plates would not separate?
Cooled down and no problems?
My brain is confused :?
MarshalNorton
72 combat w/ menapause.