The Carburetor Chronicles
Carb Chronicles Page #3
OK it is vaguely starting to
resemble a carb now . . . I think.
Speaking of sludge, gunk,
etc. Gumout SUCKS ASS. I think the main ingredients are fruit juice and shampoo.
Taking off that toasted
o-ring (now flat) sucked (just like on the other one). Getting the new one was
just like the head cheerleader on prom night, a complete bitch.
Say, word to the wise, pay specially attention to the "tabs" on the diaphragms when you put them in, and careful with the cover screws. Okay?
On to the diaphragm and the tabs.
The old diaphragm looks it belonged to a four dollar hooker.
Out with the old on with the new. All of you out there who have been in the closet and are refusing to admit you have never rebuilt a carb, these are the tabs. You know you are out there. Telling people you did all the work on that cherry Daytona Orange R90S when you know all you did was polish the damn thing.
And here is where one tab goes:
and the other one
Getting it back together
and button the top back up. I
am amazed at the number of things that go wrong when you are doing this. It is
entirely possible that this bike is never gonna run until I park it at the
dealer and stand in the doorway and just start throwing handfuls of money
through the front door.
Back to the bottom of this
and of course those among you
who know what you are doing have already realized I driving the pin out in the
Guess which half got the Gumout and which half got the B-12