Loading up with carbs!
I am back at the bedside of a certain sick smog monster nursing it back to where it should’ve been when I bought it.
It’s upset me too much to remain in my stable and just the sight of it leaves a bad taste in my mouth, so once it is fully sorted it will be up for grabs to scratch someone else’s big, bad-handling stroker itch.
This month I’ll be refitting the now saved carbs. In some ways they were easier to fit than a bank of four on a mighty big Zed, in that you haven’t got to squeeze them in between the rubbers of the air-box and inlet stubs, which can be easier
