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[ian field]

ian field Inscribed thus:


ROLF !

It was pretty spectacular when the little Honda C70 let its piston escape,
the bits hit the line of cars I was passing - and vehicles going the other
way.

When the engine in the van let go I had a cop behind me, who probably
thought my going slowly was kerb crawling until the broken piston, oil and
other bits of metal were deposited on the road.

At that point I was about 20 miles from home and couldn't even make the 30
speed limit. It limped on for a bit more than another 10 miles before
clapping out completely.

The breakdown firm absolutely refused to send a tow truck without first
sending a patrol to see if it could be fixed at the roadside - despite me
explaining that there was a bloody great hole in the side of the engine
block with the mangled remains of a conrod poking out, and that all the oil
was now forming a long oil slick all the way from the town back there.

 

[Swanny]

Magnets.

..:.

 

[Baron]

ian field Inscribed thus:

It was pretty spectacular when the little Honda C70 let its piston
escape, the bits hit the line of cars I was passing - and vehicles
going the other way.

When the engine in the van let go I had a cop behind me, who probably
thought my going slowly was kerb crawling until the broken piston, oil
and other bits of metal were deposited on the road.

At that point I was about 20 miles from home and couldn't even make
the 30 speed limit. It limped on for a bit more than another 10 miles
before clapping out completely.

The breakdown firm absolutely refused to send a tow truck without
first sending a patrol to see if it could be fixed at the roadside -
despite me explaining that there was a bloody great hole in the side
of the engine block with the mangled remains of a conrod poking out,
and that all the oil was now forming a long oil slick all the way from
the town back there.

Sorry Ian ! I'm doubled up in fits of laughter...
I can just imagine what the roadside assistance chappie said. I'll bet
it wasn't complimentary. ;-)

 

[ian field]

ian field Inscribed thus:


Sorry Ian ! I'm doubled up in fits of laughter...
I can just imagine what the roadside assistance chappie said. I'll bet
it wasn't complimentary. ;-)

He got on the radio and called up a tow truck without any further messing
about.

The tow truck driver that used some colourful language, was the one that
took nearly 3 hours to turn up when my van siezed.

It was snowing and bloody cold to wait that long, so I started to figure out
how I could keep warm. The van had siezed close to the entrance to a disused
railway station which had a steep drive up to the building, the way I
figured out how to keep warm was to keep pushing the van up the drive and
try bumping it in reverse to try freeing the siezed engine.

Eventually (after many pushes up the hill) it freed and started with a very
sick sounding oily clatter and billowing smoke - just as I was revving it up
to try and pull away, the tow truck arrived.

 

[Mr.T]

It seems to be a bit of a recurring theme.

One of my very early bikes was a step-thru moped sort of thing with 6V
flywheel generator and no regulator.

The lead acid battery gave up the ghost, so I decided to bodge it with a
stack of large DEAK cells - which didn't take kindly to the no regulator
situation!

Late for work as usual I thrashed it down the hill to the traffic
lights/crossroads at the bottom, where the lights were just turning amber
(as usual) so I left the braking to the last second and screamed it down
through the gears ready to blast away from the RH turn at the lights.

All this was too much for the stack of DEAK cells which vented their
contents all over the side of the car in the left lane.

No wonder some motorists hate motorbike riders with criminals like you guys
riding them.

MrT.