Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages; the moment you have been waiting for...
(Curtain opens. Crowd goes wild with excitement)
I bring you a story about thinking you know what's broken and knowing what is broken.
The legendary Anders, of Blockhead Racing, came to visit (and school) me in my quiet country hometown in Southeastern MA, where we promptly fired up the air compressor, aircraft-grade impact driver and coffee machine. From the get-go we were under the impression that the damage would be located within the top-end, so we made a quick go of pulling the breather and valve cover. The amount of PO orange gasket sealant made me wonder how the bike was running so well and never sucked a loose flap into the cylinders.
We were both surprised that the top end looked so healthy, but it left a big question mark on what the cause of the awful squeaking might be during start up. Onward we forged; off with the head!
Oops, we forgot one screw and took the jugs with us on a good thrust up.
Alas, we find some sticky pistons (1 + 4) and a chip on the sleeve of cylinder 1. In addition, 3 of the 4 pistons are not moving a freely as they should. Again, 1 and 4 are the worst culprits, requiring forceful movement on my behalf, while 3 just seems a lazy. It's not looking so good and I'm not feeling so hot at this point.
Notice the rubbing marks on the following two photographs:
On a side note, what the heck is this blemish behind the oil filter? Looks as though it's been JB-Welded, but Anders and I were both very confused as to why?
Now knowing that the rods, bearings and crankshaft were shot we took to splitting the cases. Anders broke out the impact thing-a-majig and made quick work of 35 year old screws, but we quickly hit a snag when going to disassemble the primary chain and realizing the right tools were not among us. I don't have any good close-ups of the damaged bearing and crankshaft, but I did bring the engine back to Boston so that I can work out of my apartment and will get some detail shots eventually.
The mighty 550 has temporarily fallen and been left naked in the garage...