Well, hello there, fart-face. So, this past Thursday went semi well..there was a bit of a hiccup and a bunch of frustration. Story of my life. Anyhow, some good did arise by the end of the night.
I aimed my focus at getting my carb figured out. Being a mikuni, I have limited resources as far as friend knowledge goes. At least, that's what I thought. As it turns out, Timmo is a fuckin WIZARD with the mikuni. Sweet. We pulled the carb and cleaned it, yanked the jets...Timmo apparently had a complete jet kit at his house and was kind enough to make the drive. What a guy!! Thanks brother!!
While Tim worked his magic in the jet department, I set my busy fingers loose on my gas tank. With the help of Glen-Bob, my petcock was changed in a matter of minutes. Easy-E. Tim zipped my carb back together and I slapped it back on.
With dry, red eyes (from something), I started in on my wiring issue. Taillight, no headlight. What the fuck? Every time I hook up the positive, it either arcs or smokes a switch. Boo. After much cussing and asking Papa dumb questions, I trace the wires and find the bastard. Pinched wire going from the switch to the headlight. Motherfucker. Now I gots to be re-wiring shit. Ain't nobody got time for that. Actually, I did have time. I made it so.
By the end of the night, my carb was straightened out (hopefully), my fuel will actually shut off now, and I now have a taillight AND a headlight. Sweet. Thanks to the shopnight bros and friends from here and there, Thursday was a pretty damn good day!
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