I worked that Benz. More, way more hours under that thing. When I twisted my little 11mm line wrench for the last time, and the hydraulic fluid flowed with nary' a leak - every painful moment was worth it. There was more cutting and re-threading involved than I care to share.
The exhaust did not surrender - it fought to the last and was duly vanquished.
The brakes bled gallons.
When I took the first ride in what felt like an entirely different car - floating along with the power coming on in a classical wave - nothing better.
I'm still riding the puch all original. Looks like I'll be re-chroming the pipes and making do with many of the parts I have on hand - the proper way to do it. I'll be fighting the temptation to buy a Triumph. I'll be repainting a Motobecane bicycle and experimenting with zinc plating and silverleaf. I'll bring the BMW back to riding condition with some new cables, paint, wiring and a pair of new clip-ons....
All in all, many more mistakes, triumphs, fleeting moments of regret and mechanical challenges to come!
Monday, November 9, 2009
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