Finally, a break in the heat...I haven't ridden in about a week because of the 100+ temps (I'm a wimp) and because of some personal aggravation. Hot and ticked off is no way to ride...
But today...very nice temps. I needed to gas up, but I had enough to go a good 60 miles if I was so inclined, so I took the nice day and low gas tank as an excuse to go looking for a McCuff Fill Spill Protector. I hit up all the places near here that were listed on their website, but for the most part I got blank stares when I asked if they had one in. Only one guy knew what I was talking about, and he suggested I order it online.
I headed for a gas station I knew wouldn't be busy and would be on the cheaper side. I didn't want a line of cars behind me because I wanted to take my helmet off to see if I could hear the gas going in, and see if I could hear the changes in sound as it neared full.
No luck.
But...I was able to see the digital readout of how much gas was going in, stopped at 2.3, and then trickled the rest in. No spillover this time. If I don't get the McCuff, this may become my new gas station...
Before I took off I checked the air pressure in my tires (wise person warned me I might need to check the tires on the MP3 more often) and they were down several pounds. Since it felt squishy when I had the Spouse Thingy on back I decided to add a little more air than suggested for just the driver alone; I shot for getting it in between that and driver + passenger. It made for a much nicer ride--apparently my ass weighs more than driver alone PSI recommendations... ;)
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
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