| today's word of choice is fukbollox. I'd been nursing the clutch on car for a month, aiming to replace original flywheel ( has a slipper mech in it), and making do with heel & toe to get by as smoothly as poss. Till today, where the clutch pedal leapt to the floor and died. result? flywheel. clutchplates, thrust bearings, flushing of engine, blahdeblah. £750 - it'll be sorted & paid for on monday, and any vague aspirations of racing this year are toast before i'd even made the first race.
edit to add - Will be having a sale frenzy on't bay to see if i can salvage this, not just for my sake but for Coppersaucepipe's - it's possible if i make enough i'll be on the grid at some point this season!
Still, whilst sorting bike for commuting till mon i did discover one good thing. Since poverty is the order of the day till monday (and beyond now) i ripped the tank off Mitokitty to drain into my bike. Opened the tap......and......almost buggerall fuel, despite a half tankload. That'll be a severely clogged fuel tap and the reason why the Mito kept dying. So obvious it bypassed my brain entirely!  |