another perfectly good motorcycle ruined.......

Sunday, 17 March 2013

aermacchi

what did you expect? i filled the 'macchi with three pints of silkolene r40 oil, added some petrol, checked for any leaks and dropped it off the bench, i'm wearing short's and a t-shirt, i push it two steps and it chimes in and fires up, settling into a steady tickover, perfect, if only..... i can't tell you how many times i ran up and down the road outside the shed trying to bump start the 'macchi, choke on, choke off, soft plug, race plug, choke half on, choke half off, doesn't help that the road is wet after a heavy rainfall and the temperature is ten degree's below the seasonal average, push, push, push, jump, skid, nothing, at least thirty times, it's a cold, cold, wet day in derbyshire and me and dangerous are soaked in sweat in our efforts to try and start the bike, in the end we lift it back onto the bench and tell sweary mick what we have known all along, the carb is fucked, he need's to dip in his pocket and get a gardener or the 'macchi is destined to sit under a blanket for another twenty-five year's and that's no good to me, i'll be long gone by then....

2 comments:

  1. Fuck mate, so bummed for you, words are useless really, just fucking bummed and you must be devo'd. All that immaculate work and toil, Sweary Mick is gonna have to lift his fucking game, he's the winner in the caper thus far, time to ante-up for the carby old son, Lovey and the Dangerman have spilled blood, sweat, tears and coin to rebuild your bike to first class condition and now it's not gonna run due to a fucked carby, not cool, time to shell out mate. Now I'm just pissed off . . . shoulda left it at 'words are useless'. Fuck !!!

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  2. Well shoot! Time for plan B...

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