Checked Out

I think I slack off too much. My wife thinks I work too hard. One thing is certain, I havent done much posting in the last week. Friday was a long day. I managed to put new tires on the wifes scooter, printed an order, pulled the heads off a cone motor, pulled the trans outta the truck, hit up the super target for late xmas gifts and eventually passed out in front of the tube. My last 3 weeks have been a blurry version of this kinda shit. I really just wanna check out for a few weeks. Maybe go visit Gator in FL or Matt in Boston. Then again, maybe Ill just go disappear up north for a week.I do have an almost complete chopper project coming up for sale soon. Ill post pics on here and chopcult when I get a little freed up.

4 Hour Miracle

So I’m out last Thursday night hangin with the Motorcycle Cult. Just as I’m maybe a mile away, the bike starts making some evil noises when I close the throttle. Turns out I seriously dodged an engine destroying bullet! My damn exhaust valve in my rear cylinder dropped the seat. Somehow by luck or chance, the dropped seat was actually perfectly caught by the valve as it tried to close. Even better, the pushrod just hung there. Didnt pinch or bend or snap or anything. That was Thursday. Saturday morning I got up at 6Am and did 600 miles int Wisconsin with Drunkle Evan! Here’s my 4 hour miracle on Friday afternoon.

3PM: Bike on lift. Took off pipe. Valve clearly stuck. Called Gator.

3:30PM: Cylinder removed and I am clearly fuct but piston and cylinder are 100%!

4PM: Realized “Shit! I have a donor motor sitting on the bench!” Yanked the head off and texted a pic to Gator for his blessing before proceeding.

5PM: Drank coffee. Made piece with wife. Found an unused top end gasket set and reassembled rocker on new head. She’s looking pretty.

7PM: Head and top end reassembled. Pipe remounted. Readjusted pushrods. Everything torqued properly (thanks again Gator). Dropped it off the lift and after a couple primer kicks – she was up an running once more. Road around maybe 20 miles that night and called it a done deal! By 11Am the next morning I was 200 miles from home and still running strong.

Friday Days – Friday Nights

Been busy. Hit the shop in the morning and knocked out my days work by noon. Headed to Rick’s to drop off a Triumph frame for some fab work. Got home just in time to sign for a UPS package (Z-bars) and feed the dog. Checked the mail on the way out only to find my Born Loser T-shirt finally arrived. (will post later) Borrowed a trailer. Moved a bike out of storage. Hit up a local watering hole. Come 1 am – I’m back at the garage and I finally tracked down that damn oil leak! This is what I call a good day. If only I had found a little time to get some riding in.

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T-Model Ford Friday

Three people paid me today. I’m rich bitches! In celebration of gettin’ money, I’m spending the rest of the afternoon listening to some T-Model Ford. Enjoy the weekend.