Chimay and ukrm feckwits (longish)

Had you or he put any liquid in it once you discovered it was boiled
dry?
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Dave
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Teach a man to fish and he and his pikey mates will have the
river cleaned out in a day.

 

It's a sealed battery, and over 5 years old, so no doubt it had seen
better days..

 

130 in a 110 I think would normally get you nicked, especially with UK
plates.

But with lots of apologising, smiling, pidgeon french and some semi gallic
shrugs / hand gestures, the nice madam and monsieur sent me on the way with
just a "Keep an eye on the signs sir".

Result.

 

Shame you didn't think this before setting out with it, innit? ;-)

To be fair, I should have recognised the smell, because I've whiffed a
boiled-out battery before.

 

Cnut....

 

I've always thought sealed batts were an exercise in hope; they're
exactly the same as a non-sealed one when slightly overcharged, as
you've found. Anyway, many of them are only a drillbit away from being
non-sealed and fully topped up.
--
Dave
GS850x2 XS650 SE6a

Teach a man to fish and he and his pikey mates will have the
river cleaned out in a day.

 

wrote:

well, yes but it didn't smell before I left, and seemed to hold charge,
not sure how I could have known until the smell started up when I
stopped in Dover.. Maybe it just didn't want to go home.

I think I'll rememebr it next time. I also seem to have a bit of a
bunged up nose, I wonder if that's down to sniffing acid battery acid
several times over the weekend and not realising.

 

You'd have been proud of Platy this afternoon on the A26 to Calais:
throttle pinned, speed wavering between 58 and 62, it took a Spanish
coach more than eight miles to get past us.
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'specially when it's already fecked anyway.

 

We've always managed it, although there have been some close calls....

And Ginge only *just* managed to get back. His battery was so fucked
that on the last 25-mile stage to Timo's, when he used the indicators,
the engine cut out and he got a killswitch backfire with every flash.[/QUOTE]

The CBX did that last year, when it ate its alternator brushes.
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<waves> Left Mr Iggins at the Eurotunnel exit, and not sure if Platy
got on our train.
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On Sun, 22 Jul 2007 18:57:55 +0100,

I was expecting a slightly longer commentary on this bit, you
homicidal maniac.

I very nearly widdled myself in terror.

Sunday evening/night was successful, too. I fell asleep in the
sidecar, and got sunburnt; we *didn't* eat in the shite caff[1] in the
square, though it was close shave; two Chimay trackside banners were
"liberated" and much more beer was consumed.

Oh, and fire was still going when we left, in the rain.

[1] the one next door does sublime steak with Roquefort sauce. With a
Chimay Rouge, 17 Euros. Bargain.
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And nothing whatsoever to do with the amount of Chimay Rouge you
ingested?

 

Hoorah! No casualties! Makes you proud to be British.

 

Wimp! I managed nearly 60 on the clock, with Dodger screaming like a
girl on the pillion seat.

Yes, I'd forgotten that. That was *really* funny.

 

*Class*

 

Yes, had that one Easter back about 1973 on a T500R, riding from
the Australian Grand Prix at Bathurst to a mate's 21st in Maitland.
Bloody thing ran better with more load on the charger so I was pottering
down desolate dirt roads with my brake-lights on to keep the engine
firing. As you say, indicators around intersections were ...interesting.

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wrote:

Actually I didn't drink much of that, a red, a blue, and the rest of the
time I was on cooking lager.

So I'm blaming the acid.

 

When I saw him last he was being escorted off the motorway (M20) by the
Highways Agency.

 

Was he putting up a fight?