Ha ha, thanks Alan, I've busted all of my ribs at least twice, and I think they're a bit brittle nowadays. No biggie, except when I breathe, burp, fart, sit down, stand up, roll over in my sleep, etc. Luckily I've got lots of heavy duty pain meds, so apart from spending a lot of time sleeping at the moment, life is pretty good. (except when I have a nap on the freeway, that tends to piss the other commuters off)
The good news, Kawasaki wise, is I pulled the Z1-B's clutch apart today. Over the 12 months that it sat under a cover the plates managed to glue themselves together and no amount of holding the clutch in with the engine running (as I do with CB750's) was gonna sort it out, so I pulled out all the plates, which were in great condition, cleaned up the steels on my wire wheel, and oiled all of the friction plates when reassembling it, and now the clutch is free, it snicks into gear nicely, and it's easy to find neautral. I did take it for a sneaky lap around the block, and apart from the blinkers not blinking for some reason, it was scary fun.