Mechanical advice needed?

[John]

Ah sorry to hear about this, sucks when your bike decides to fuck itself.

But at least it sounds like a beast now, until you get a new one or it gets fixed, good luck!

[Wolf]

Ah sorry to hear about this, sucks when your bike decides to fuck itself.

But at least it sounds like a beast now, until you get a new one or it gets fixed, good luck!

Yeah, but sounding "like a beast" can have it's down side - like cops tend to notice you more. Years ago my old TS125 used to keep the muffler bandage market afloat single handedly and in between applications of muffler bandage it used to sound like an incoming squadron of heavy bombers - like riding around with a target painted on your chest.

I swear cops homed in on me from the far side of town.

"A noisy bike is a safe bike" is a workable argument when you're a six-foot-six patched gang member on a Harley or a Norton but doesn't go down as effectively when you're five-foot-seven, scrawny and riding a TS125...

[John]

Yeah, but sounding "like a beast" can have it's down side - like cops tend to notice you more. Years ago my old TS125 used to keep the muffler bandage market afloat single handedly and in between applications of muffler bandage it used to sound like an incoming squadron of heavy bombers - like riding around with a target painted on your chest.

I swear cops homed in on me from the far side of town.

"A noisy bike is a safe bike" is a workable argument when you're a six-foot-six patched gang member on a Harley or a Norton but doesn't go down as effectively when you're five-foot-seven, scrawny and riding a TS125...

Yea I got alot of attention when my header bolts popped off the ZZR, hell even the rugged harley ridders gave me the nod, and it was a 250 LOL!

And I'm 5'6 and 55kg so the cobblers showed much interested one asked what was going on I said the header bolt fell off he told me to fix it right away, as it was way to audable. :9

[Wolf]

I said the header bolt fell off he told me to fix it right away, as it was way to audable. :9

Bombing down Norton Road (50k zone) well in excess of the speed limit (as "well" as you can get on a 125cc Road/Trail, anyway) come to a halt at the rail crossing at Rifle Range Road and a cop pulled up behind me and did the "fweep" on the siren to signal me to pull over. I nodded and pointed across the lights hile my heart pounded and I did the "Christ, how long has he been behind me?" thing.

Lights change and I park up on the other side of Avalon Drive on Rifle Range and he stops behind me.

"What's wrong with your baffles?" he asks.

"The exhaust pipe's fucked" I blurted, overwhelmed by relief that he hadn't said a thing about speed.

"Get it fixed, it's way too loud." And off he went, didn't even dress me down for public obscenity which was an offence in those days.