It has been rough here for those who have not seen the other posts I have made.
It starts with finding a imperfection in Home Wreckers tail section paint. Yea I could have left it but I want it right. It was a tiny, very tiny pinhole in the paint. Then it was compounded by a hail storm on the night of the last show. The bike did not get damaged. But I was too tired to kick her off the trailer after driving in #$%* condition for an hour to get home. At about 3:00am I hear, tink.....tink. tink, tink, tink tink!! OOOO #$%* HAIL!!!!! I dash out in my bathrobe with a sleeping bag (which we kept handy for such a situation) draped over me. Hail was coming down pretty good, just pea size right then. Tossed it over the bike and retreated to the house. In the morning no hail damage, but because it was still relatively virgin paint it somehow transfered the pattern of the fabric into the clear coat.
I brush it off and decide to color sand and buff it out. This is where it gets worse.....
As I sand through the pattern left behind, I went just a tiny bit too far and bamo - through the color coat! #$%* #$%* #$%*!!!! Because I had laid the paint on so fast and so heavy I knew the next part was going to be touch and go at best. I have it smooth as a babies but and I apply one overcoat of color. WRINKLE WRINKLE WRINKLE (this is because the 13 coats of lacquer had not completely cured)....
Fuming mad. Wait for the #$%* to finish curing. Sand blast it naked and apply my primer. Wouldn't ya know, that even goofed up. Back to blast cabinet, naked again I start in. Primer goes well, apply first two color coats and that went well. It begins to rain raising the humidity, I apply another color coat, and damn it damn it damn it, I goof that one. Because I know I am not willing to wait 72 hours to repaint the color coat again, back to the blast cabinet! Start over again, so much paint this time it took aircraft stripper 45 minutes to finally remove the paint.
I say to hell with this, I decide to go for a ride....... More down hill.... When riding I got a slight wobble in the front and this is scary as I use hand signals because my signals took a hike in the spring and there has not been time to fix them. Decide to change the fork oil. No problems with that, I get it changed and thankfully, as there was 5-6 ounces of water in the left tube. I guess it is time to change out those fork seals.
The right tube was mud. Anyway that was a major improvement but not gone. Did not ride much and came back to the paint job at hand so we can so the photo shoot on Monday with action shots and get some in the corner stuff.
I start back to get into color sanding. NO F"EN water, my land lord has been dragging his feet. Now I am beyond pissed. Let's say it was a good thing that I work alone for the most part. After doing 30 minutes of BS I finally get some water. I have the wife call him and tell him he will not get one penny of rent until I have water. Wouldn't ya know, I had water in less than 24 hours! Took him 4 months to get in this gear. Still no walls, but I am sure another no rent call will get them done. Anyway I get the sanding done and it is not all that bad, looks pretty good.
I come back in the morn to find out the hard way not all black lacquers are created equal ( I bought some stuff locally to save time). The color and luster is wrong!!!!!(&*%W$(*&^$#(*&#^%(*&^&*(%$^%!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Back to the blast cabinet!!!
After a day of messing with this thing I go and get the right paint. I get it painted and it looks kick ass. I get tied up with some other stuff and finally at 11:00pm decide I will ride my bike home. Wobbles like a #$%* in the lot. WTF!!!!!
I figure out after making a few short passes in the parking lot it becomes very clear the brand new tube and tire on the rear is f'en flat!!! WTF!!! Now someone will die!!!!
Stubborn as hell I get the wife to meet me at the gas station that is 1/2 block form me because I do not have an air chuck in the shop (damn organization). Meanwhile, I manage to break the f'en lens off my modular helmet!!!!!!!!!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! (insert gritting teeth avatar here).!!! Pissed I grab my skid lid, now I can not find my goggles! I say F!!!! it and ride the half block with no Gog's. We get air in the tire. I steal a pair of her DARK sunglasses and head home only after showing only obviously that I was mad enough to chew off a tire.
We get home, I realize that I left my laptop at the shop. Jesus Christ on a F'en crutch!!!. I get back on the bike and head for the shop. About half way there I get a small low speed tank slapper and recover. I finally get into the shop, the damn tire is flat again!!!. I am so pissed I am not even thinking straight anymore, I get into my car, and speed off like a movie, damn it I forgot the laptop again! I spin her around at light and go back, now frothing I just about skid in, and jam my key in the lock and jerk the door open hard (like full blast) too bad I did not get my damn head out of the way! It just about knocked me out. Now I am beyond livid........ I panic and look for my laptop, cant be found.......Ok WTF!!! I try to retrace my steps, but as you can imagine this is just about impossible at this time. I look back in the lot thinking it fell off the luggage rack, no laptop... Ok that is good unless I lost it in traffic between the shop and the house, only I am so pissed off I can not even begin to tell you the path I took home. In desperation at look in the car and there the damn thing is sitting in the pass seat
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F!' this I am going home...........................In short when you are pissed you are an ultimate dumbass, I am still dealing with massive headaches from bash my face in with the door.
Ohh BTW it is f'en raining today so the shoot is off anyway. I still did not get any ride time in.
The origin of the flat was some dick letting air out of the tire. The damage of the tire was created while riding it flat. Ate the damn tube and after buying a replacement tube I managed to destroy it installing it. I never did find any other damage on the tube other than the bs from wrecking it riding it. To top it all off it took me the better part of 4 hours to change the tire/tube 4 times. I won't get into that, as that is another story all in itself as it had me so livid I can not even think of it.
