I recently bought a motorcycle. I got a smoking good deal, one that I will probably never get to repeat in my life. I got a 1999 Honda shadow for $300. Top it off, the guy gave me over $300 in parts with the price tags still on them.
On the day of purchase it didn’t run. In fact it hadn’t been started for almost a year, probably more then two. I started to clean the mold and mildew off of it, and polish the chrome. I then changed the plugs, battery, changed the gas, tires, and got it running pretty good.
I drove it a few times, and it was running pretty good. So I thought. It started to get worst, and was running with low power. It always felt like I was in the wrong gear. You know, should be in second but you’re in third or fourth.
I decided that the fuel pump was bad. But then decided to check the carburetor first, sense the fuel pump was easier to get to, but much more expensive. So, not having a clue how to do it, I tore into the motorcycle to get the carburetor off.
Got it off and boy was it dirty. Got the float champers apart, (didn’t know that is what it was called tell later) and it was full of brown flakes of stuff. I cleaned it out, the jets etc, and put it back together.
I didn’t even have any extra parts when I was done….lol
I started it up, and it purred like a kitten… or cat, cannot remember what that saying is.
Anyhow, I took it around the block and it was a different bike. Twice the power as when I thought it was running good the first time, and it ran greaaatt!!! You know, Tony the tiger great.
So, I have been riding it to every day and love it.
The funny part is, when it was sitting there idling, my truck headlights shining on it, since it was after dark when all was finished. I sat down on the foot stool and took a deep sigh of pure satisfaction in myself for a job well done. Just about the second I was done with this open mouth inhalation part of my hard earned sigh, a blankety blank mouth flew into my mouth.
The stupid thing got all the way to the back of my mouth……
Needless to say, my sigh of satisfaction turned into a gagging and spiting situation that would have been much funny to see then experience.
So, my deep satisfying gag of a job well done.
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