Once upon a time long long ago, in a not so far away land, there was an oil manufacturer called Smell.
Now this oil manufacturer made a new and wonderful oil that cleaned the engine as it slicked it's way up and down the teeney tiny oilways and crevices.
But the nasty old bits of mucky poo's weren't giving up that easily, they all ganged up together and decided they would sneak past the poor lickle ickle engines oil filter.
But the oil filter was a wise old thing (2000 miles) and was having none of it, he huffed and he puffed and he stopped them in their tracks and said "No Way wil you nasty dirty horrible particles get past me"
And so the dirt was stopped. But....the pauper pressure switch was also under pressure from this build up of naughty dirt, and so the nice man on the bike knew nothing of the commotion until it was too late.
And the Smell oil company withdrew their super-cleany-licious oils, and the nice man rode his norton into the sunset.
The End
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