FRIED COIL.... EUGENE (CHICAGO) WAS COOL ENOUGH TO SELL ME A BRAND NEW COIL FOR 20 BEANS. THANKS MAN,IT GOT ME HOME. HOWEVER HALF-WAY HOME I SNAPPED OFF THE KICKER SHAFT,HAD TO PUSH START FROM THERE ON OUT. AND MY MASTER CYLINDER IS TOAST,MAKING FOR A 300 MILE RIDE WITH minimal REAR BRAKING. MY MIND WAS TOAST BY THE TIME I GOT HOME.
SNEAKY PETE HAULIN.
SNEAKY PETE HAULIN.
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