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scottmastrocinque

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For the life of me I will never understand why customers cannot tell the truth to their mechanic.

Customer: “My motorcycle was running and then just quit. Now it won’t start anymore.”

Me: “What did you put in your fuel tank?”

Customer: “Nothing. Just gas”.

Me: “Just gas eh? Ok. ”

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“What do you mean this bike doesn’t need anti-freeze in the winter months”

Um, thinking about this a bit more, I have seen brass/bronze oxidize green in Carbs just like what your showing /seeing.

Bike been stored for a while, or not used much ?
 
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I have no idea. Customer denies everything. It's like dealing with Sergeant Schultz from Hogan's Heros, "I know nothing..nothing."

Somebody please explain to me how you know nothing about your own motorcycle that you let nobody else touch at all.

The green stuff smells like rotten ether. It was probably some industrial solvent. It managed to destroy the galvanized coating in the fuel tank and everything in the carbs was forest green.

Anyway, apologies Todd, didn't mean to sidetrack the thread. Just thought your comment of it being a bear to chase down and you know my Brother, I can sympathize!
 
1997 Honda VF750C2 Magna. Runs perfect now like a new bike. For the life of me, I cannot imagine why...

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A friend called me up and said "If you have time can you drop by the cottage and see if you can fix my riding mower." "I filled it with gas and it ran for a few minutes and died." I said "Where did you get the gas"? He said"I found the jug in the back of the shed".

I went to see it. Opened the gas tank and there was only a very faint scent of gasoline. I dipped a paper towel in the liquid and attempted to light it with a match. It didn't burn. In fact the paper didn't even get brown from the heat. I emptied the gas out of it and eventually got it to run with fresh gas after draining the carb.
I told him whatever was in that gas jug was closer to water than anything flammable. Next time check the jug before pouring in to the mower if you don't know where it came from or how long it's been in the shed.
 
While living in Blackhall Mill (a small mining village in NE England), I heard cursing from next door where the local councilor's son was working on his car and was screaming as to why was it so hard to change the fucking oil. "I think you should...." was met with a "fuck off and mind your own business", so I waited until he had poured all 4 quarts of oil into the dipstick hole with the attendant mess, before letting him know there was a better option.
 
While living in Blackhall Mill (a small mining village in NE England), I heard cursing from next door where the local councilor's son was working on his car and was screaming as to why was it so hard to change the fucking oil. "I think you should...." was met with a "fuck off and mind your own business", so I waited until he had poured all 4 quarts of oil into the dipstick hole with the attendant mess, before letting him know there was a better option.
Stupidity knows no boundaries.
I hope you were smug when you informed him of the error of his ways:giggle: .
 
Only slightly smug inside, firstly because I've made so many mechanical mistakes myself that I really don't have a smug leg to stand on, but also he had the size and nature of a Grauers gorilla, with the same verbal skills. Later that night in the pub, he walked up to me with a pint in hand and said "here". Not another word until we emigrated to Canada a year later.
 
While living in Blackhall Mill (a small mining village in NE England), I heard cursing from next door where the local councilor's son was working on his car and was screaming as to why was it so hard to change the fucking oil. "I think you should...." was met with a "fuck off and mind your own business", so I waited until he had poured all 4 quarts of oil into the dipstick hole with the attendant mess, before letting him know there was a better option.
I've been "cussing mad" when working on my vehicles before. In fact, working on cars is probably the one thing that gets me cussing mad. But, if I even think I hear someone whisper "I think you should..." I immediately shut up and listen intently, on the wild chance that they may know what to do. This guy couldn't find his ass with both hands, and that's just trying to add engine oil.
 
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