I used to ride to the brass with a chap with an early bandit. Drove me crazy used to stop for gas every 2nd stop. My shitty RF flsahed its light on 3 gear changes from the petrol station and demanded reserve before the 5th. OK maybe 250km or something. Fucking annoying. Put a gas can in luggage and tried to run it out. Got to Invercargill then half way to new Mexico.
I took a saw to the reserve tube and soldered the sender an inch lower so it flashed at 280 went reserve at 320 and still had another 30-40k left.
I explained all this to him but still come 180 km he was filling up again.
Had to bury him in a shallow grave and say he reverse emigrated back to pomgolia.
Don't you look at my accountant.
He's the only one I've got.
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