What a day, my son came over in the little Hyundai that we loaned him when the cops nabbed him for driving his Ford exploder around with bald tyres and no rego, so before he fcuked off I did an oil change on the poor little beast, I think the last time that it had an oil change was around February last year, so I wasn't gonna let him outta the driveway before I did one.
As anyone who's ever had one of these things knows, they're great little cars, definitely built to a price, but virtually indestructible. Anyway, I crawled around underneath it for a half hour or so, installed a new filter, added a litre of Moreys oil stabiliser as I have no idea when it'll get another oil change, topped it up with nice fresh oil, and it'll be good for another year or so.
OK, so now I was in the mood to tackle the old 'Wang. I'd had a problem with it overheating since I put it together, so I ordered a genuine OEM Honda thermostat, rad cap, and hoses. The prices were criminal, but I didn't wanna do the job again in 6 months time, so I didn't cheap out and buy aftermarket parts.
I created a diversion sending the missus and my boy up to the local Kentucky Fcuked Duck to get some lunch, and as soon as they pissed off, I sneaked into the kitchen and tested my new thermostat against the old one in one of the missus' beaut stainless steel saucepans on the stove. As expected, the new one opened much earlier than the old one and opened all the way, whereas the old one only opened a couple of mm's. In the bin it went.
I quickly rinsed and dried her pot and put it away, then made sure I didn't leave any incriminating evidence around for her to catch me, then went back out to the garage with only minutes to spare, whew! Thanks KFC for your usual shiitty slow service!
After a gutful of dead chook washed down with a Crownie, I staggered back out to install the 'stat, re-install the rad, filled it up with coolant, and fired the fcuker up. Brooooom! Away it went. I let it sit for around 30 minutes and the needle on the temp gauge slowly crept up to the halfway mark, then the 'stat opened and the needle dropped down to the quarter mark, and stayed there until I got tired of looking at it, and switched the bike off. I hosed all the spilt coolant off the alloy before it did any damage, then re-assembled all of the plastic bits.
Once I put the bike away, put the tools away, and had a much needed shower it was around 6pm, and I was knackered. crawling around on the concrete floor all day was too much for my poor old back, and so now I'm feeling it, and the sciatica is playing up, sending little electric shocks down each leg. As much as I'm glad that I got those two jobs out of the way, and am looking forward to a nice long ride tomorrow, knowing that I'm gonna be sore as buggery for the rest of the weekend pisses me off...........