Well, the plan after work tonight was to do a few output checks on the Italian genny that Terry has me fcuken nervous about.
The other week, the boys were telling me that the overload was kicking in when they had the welder cranked up on it.
So we had a few beers and concluded that motor wasn't revving high enough to cycle at 50 Hz at 3000 RPM which is what it's rating is.
Then last Sunday, I pissed around with it so that the fuel pump gave it extra delivery without blowing the bastard up.
As usual, time ran out, so this arvo, I grabbed the multimeter from work to check the Hertz cycle only to get home and find out that I grabbed the wrong fcuken multimeter that doesn't have a fcuken Hertz function and that's fcuked me right up tonight.
Well I've had a few beers now and feel settled down a bit but still feeling pissed off about grabbing the wrong fcuken multimeter.