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posted by Dude at 5:16 PM
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1 Comments:
Just got done browsing the new gallery, good stuff.
I dropped off the sl 100's cylinder/piston at Delzani's today at 2:00pm. Got the call that it was done at 5:30, that's some fast turnaround. Maybe we should all switch to riding big singles!
Glad to hear that the carbs are treating you better. I know there's little that's worse than spending all day riding a bike while wondering what's wrong with it and how much further until it just stops running. In the middle of a desert. Surrounded by Mexican donkeys. Now THAT would be a story.
I'm out.
-mark
"Once I cried because I could not wheelie, until I met a man who had no bike."
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