What Grinds My Gears. Issue 2

[James Deuce]

I bought the Katana to make sure that my pride and joy (the Zed, you ignoramuses!) didn't get battered to death, or worse stolen from outside work.

It doesn't make it any easier when you ride your bike home and wonder why it's running like a GSX250 (you know, the twin cylinder version from about 1980) only to find that the two outer airbox rubbers have been dislodged and that there's a new scratch on the right hand engine cover and bar end. The carefully repaired fairing pin is broken again. Sorry crazefox.

It's been on its side.

The airbox rubber clamp on the right hand side is a bit bent. Makes holding the rubber on the carb a bit difficult.

This is made all the worse by the fact that I'd finally lined up all the holes in the cheese to do an oil and filter change tonight. I was kind of excited. Instead I've wrestled the rubbers and airbox into submission, mounted them on the carbs again, even with a slightly skew whiff clamp (it doesn't appear to be leaking) then I did the oil change. It fell off one of the jack stands because I tripped over the cat - not that cat's fault, he's starved for affection - knocked the bike and nearly fell over the top of it. No damage done thankfully.

But you know what REALLY grinds my gears? Floppy limbed, algae brained, monkey faced (complete with vestigial tail carefully tucked between the legs), halitosis sufferers with absolutely no moral compass who insist on their right to break other people's stuff and not even leave a "sorry" taped to the windscreen. May their knobs rot and drop off, their children all become transsexual dominatrix, and their mother-inlaw elope with their father. I hope they all end up living in Gay Old Gore. In a caravan. Next to a railway track. And an open cast mine.

[madandy]

Oh no!
Did this happen at the Jim2 Memorial Park? If so you may need to install CCTV equipment.

[ElCoyote]

I bought the Katana to make sure that my pride and joy (the Zed, you ignoramuses!) didn't get battered to death, or worse stolen from outside work.

It doesn't make it any easier when you ride your bike home and wonder why it's running like a GSX250 (you know, the twin cylinder version from about 1980) only to find that the two outer airbox rubbers have been dislodged and that there's a new scratch on the right hand engine cover and bar end. The carefully repaired fairing pin is broken again. Sorry crazefox.

It's been on its side.

The airbox rubber clamp on the right hand side is a bit bent. Makes holding the rubber on the carb a bit difficult.

This is made all the worse by the fact that I'd finally lined up all the holes in the cheese to do an oil and filter change tonight. I was kind of excited. Instead I've wrestled the rubbers and airbox into submission, mounted them on the carbs again, even with a slightly skew whiff clamp (it doesn't appear to be leaking) then I did the oil change. It fell off one of the jack stands because I tripped over the cat - not that cat's fault, he's starved for affection - knocked the bike and nearly fell over the top of it. No damage done thankfully.

But you know what REALLY grinds my gears? Floppy limbed, algae brained, monkey faced (complete with vestigial tail carefully tucked between the legs), halitosis sufferers with absolutely no moral compass who insist on their right to break other people's stuff and not even leave a "sorry" taped to the windscreen. May their knobs rot and drop off, their children all become transsexual dominatrix, and their mother-inlaw elope with their father. I hope they all end up living in Gay Old Gore. In a caravan. Next to a railway track. And an open cast mine.

Amen +1 Did you forget the overheating nuclear plant

[yungatart]

Nasty horrible people who have no respect for the possessions of others.
Chop their knackers off, I say!

[McJim]

What's wrong with transsexual dominatrices?

[Number One]

Floppy limbed, algae brained, monkey faced (complete with vestigial tail carefully tucked between the legs), halitosis sufferers with absolutely no moral compass who insist on their right to break other people's stuff and not even leave a "sorry" taped to the windscreen. May their knobs rot and drop off, their children all become transsexual dominatrix, and their mother-inlaw elope with their father. I hope they all end up living in Gay Old Gore. In a caravan. Next to a railway track. And an open cast mine.

Too right!

One of these individuals clearly tried to 'shift' my erm cool Spada by wrestling with the number plate.

They did very kindly rest it on my seat after they'd torn it off however Here here, to rotting knobs and open cast mines I say!

[MSTRS:Me]

Bastidges!! No respect. No mercy, either, should you id the offender(s).
Sorry to hear your beautiful little kat is slightly shabby

[flyen]

The biggest piss off is that the sort of person who does it is telling all there mates down at the pub that they smashed up a bike. may they meet a very painful end.

[James Deuce]

All back together, running beautifully. It has responded well to the Spectro stuff, which is truly golden, messing about with the big giant airbox and re-seating rubbers has fixed the flat spot at 8000rpm, and I finally have the front and the rear working together after twirling C-Spanners and brandishing measuring tapes.

Gears are still quietly grinding in the background though.

[Katman]

Gears are still quietly grinding in the background though.

Might I suggest a couple of banana skins?

[Number One]

Gears are still quietly grinding in the background though.

best you give em some grease then...

[Clivoris]

Maaate Lucky it wasn't the Zed.

[James Deuce]

Might I suggest a couple of banana skins?

I would take you up on that suggestion but neither the Kat nor I have a diff.

[RantyDave]

I bought the Katana to make sure that my pride and joy didn't get battered to death ... It's been on its side.

Dear me, you really do need to be more positive. YOUR PLAN WORKED! When it became time for an individual of dubious parentage to dump your bike on it's side (or pick it up after something/someone else dumped it for you), it was the Kat that took one for the team rather than the Zed.

Better still, all the time you had the Zed parked outside work this terrible fate had not befallen it - although didn't someone do something retarded like steal a single bolt from the fairing?

Be happy *Then* buy an absolutely obscene shitter and make it EXPLODE when it falls over, solving the retarded bike dropper problem once and for all.

Dave

[Okey Dokey]

Bikes seem so much more vulnerable to being interfered with than cars, don't they? People want to pose on them, move them around, etc. It is outrageous! They'd never think of doing that to some ones car. I think there does seem to be a general decline in the respect people have for other's property (yes, another rant, declining standards in society, blah, blah)

But, I'm glad it was your sacrificial bike that took the hit, not your pride and joy.