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"Putting on the Game Face" |
![]() This blog is a doorway into the mind of Percy Goodfellow. Don't be shocked at the lost boys of Namby-Pamby Land and the women they cavort with. Watch as his caricatures blunder about the space between audacious hope and the wake-up calls of tomorrow. Behold their scrawl on the CRT, like graffitti on a subway wall. Examine it through your own lens...Step up my friends, and separate the pepper from the rat poop. Welcome to my abode...the armpit of yesterday, the blinking of an eye and a plank to the edge of Eternity. Note: This blog is my journal. I've no interest in persuading anyone to adopt my views. What I write is whatever happens to interest me when I start pounding the keys. |
| Well, its Christmas day and I was out in the shop working on my motorcycles. Today was the day I turned my attention to the Bison. The Bison is a 250 cc version of the 350cc Bighorn. Not withstanding the 100cc displacement the bikes are pretty much identical except that the Bison is uses a points system and the Bighorn operates on a CDI ignition system. Yesterday I cleaned the carburetor and today it was time to look at what was under the flywheel. There are three coils, which are electrical winding that produce electricity. The three look to be identical which is quite different from the Bighorn. There the coils are visibly different. One serves the ignition, the other provides the trigger signal to the CDI and the third charges the battery, and operates the lights. Anyway I was plugging away and found there was no Woodruff key to center and connect the flywheel with the crankshaft. I knew something was amiss when the flywheel came off so easily. In replacing the key I dropped it down into a coil of wires and quit my wrenching in disgust. Now I have to take the points plate off to retrieve it. Not that its so hard but sometimes the day starts bad and I didn't want to spoil the day with bad karma and unspoken swearwords. So there it is... Merry Christmas! |