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Originally Posted by Jeff Higgins
Yup. In this case, I was worried about flooding her, and was reluctant to give her more fuel. Turns out that's what she wanted.
Which is part of why we refer to our mechanical partners as "she". Totally inexplicable. Last week, almost no fuel at all, starting on whatever she could inhale via the enrichener. No accelerator pump at all. This week, all the gas I could get into her via an epileptic fit on the throttle. Next week (when the weather clears again, after our ten day forecast of 38 degree rain), she will want something else entirely. Women. And motorcycles...  |
100%, Jeff. Each machine/carb/fuel system has it's own personality....and you just gotta find out what works.....not easy!
I was out working on my Interceptor fuel tanks this afternoon when my mail carrier arrived with a package.
We know each other pretty good and usually have a brief chat on occasions like this.
Today's chat centered around how working on our cars/motorcycles is such good therapy. His comment....even when it's not going well....it beats the hell out of what's going on in the rest of the world!