EH? WHAT'S THAT???

Silencer fell off the CB750 on the way back from Kempton Park.

Those Motads sometimes work loose on the collector, and the vibes had
also got to the silencer mounting bolt and bracket.

I had no tools, so simply strapped it on the back and rode 14 miles home
on open headers. Christ. have you ever heard a Honda Four running on
headers alone?

(All right - I confess. On the A3 I wound it up to 7500rpm just to
relish the howl. Gawd, what a din.

Going past Sutton Police Station was simply embarrassing: I saw two foot
plods' heads turn in unison.

 

The Older Gentleman came up with the following;:

Done it [1] with a KH 250 ... 2 stroke triple ... sounding like no other 2
stroke I've ever heard .. The middle pot belching flames over the rear
tyre, and oil no doubt, made it hairy for a few miles.

[1] We'd taken the head and silencers off for cleaning and de-coking and the
silencers hadn't been re-fitted when we had a minor emergency and needed to
go to town and back, about 20 miles round trip.

 

Heh. Near-deaf experience...

Coming back from the BOSM, one of the Dnepr's exhausts went west - the whole
thing, that is. Header, silencer, the lot. Snarl, growl, rattle, bang-pop
etc. By the time I'd found a safe place to stop, the remains were half a
mile back down the road, and wouldn't have been worth salvaging anyway. I
thought about giving up and calling for recovery, but then I thought I'd see
if I could make the next big town first, and find a phone box. By the time
I got to Stafford, I was having too much fun. In all, about 130 differently
silenced miles by the end of the day.

This afternoon, I fitted the shiny new system that arrived in the post last
week. It's /slightly/ quieter...

 

dOn Sat, 07 May 2005 22:00:05 GMT, "platypus"

The RHS clamp was persuaded to part company with the cylinder head?

 

Penetrating oil, hammer, blowtorch, hammer, curse, blowtorch, hammer,
hammerhammerhammer, flail, curse, weep, hammer, then an initial cut with a
hacksaw enlarged by a screwdriver used as a cold chisel.

So, yes, "persuaded".

 

You missed out the "A"-word.
--
| ___ Salad Dodger
|/ \
_/_____\_ GL1500SEV/CBR1100XXX/KH500A8/TS250C
|_\_____/_| ..75073../..18420.../..3184./.19406
(>|_|_|<) TPPFATUICG#7 DIAABTCOD#9 YTC#4 PM#5
|__|_|__| BOTAFOT #70 BOTAFOF #09 two#11 WG*
\ |^| / IbW#0 & KotIbW# BotTOS#6 GP#4
\|^|/ ANORAK#17 IbB#4
'^' RBR Landmarks: 12 Pts: 220 Miles: 914

 

Curses. Rumbled. Okay, I did a bit of anal as well, but I was pretty
desperate by then.

 

My 650 Tiger (with Morgo 750 conversion) shed its 'silencers' with tedious
regularity. The best time was when a following car driver thought he'd be
helpful and pick one up for me....
....skin? who needs it?

I did feel sorry for him.

 

On Sat, 7 May 2005 15:07:04 +0100,

heh. I've had two similar experiences:

- coming back from London on the M40. I only realised a silencer had
gone west when one of my mates came alongside gesticulating. That was
a long walk down the hard shoulder.

- when I was dispatching in London on my Z650, I had some (now long
forgotten) aftermarket four into one on it. I'd learnt the trick of
doing kill switch backfires, which used to amuse me a little. Until
one occasion when the explosion in the exhaust blew the entire baffle
out, where it was prompty run over by a truck.

 

I had a GS1000 hardtail (very fucking briefly) that only had headers. My
Lords!

"Have you noticed how the police are getting shorter".

 

Equal opportunities regs innit.
Most of the new ones I see in PSNI couldn't break up a milk fight in the
kindergarten.

'Hog

 

*snort*

 

Thus spake Pete Franklin unto the assembled multitudes:

Strangely, my 650 Tiger (without Morgo conversion shed just about
everything else at one time or another, but managed to cling on to its
silencers.