Nice one Dale for bringing the brick home in one piece! I'll accept nothing less than a detailed, blow-by-blow account of the total journey, heavily supported with photographic evidence...................Talking of bricks.....I got my 3/4 brick back from Sprocket man recently and having been informed by he, who knows everything (Paul Keller), I discovered that the 3/4 brick had sputtered to a halt on a hot day back from Toodyay????
So, confident in the knowledge that I could replicate the situation, I took said brick up and down the motorway, flogging it to try and get it to cut out, so that I could test for the Goldie "hit the tit and nothing happens, to a few minutes later, hit the tit and away-she-goes-again" But just like a watched toaster never spits out toast, the bike never missed a beat. I took it to work today, caning it down Tonkin Highway then back along Roe and Kwinana. Just before Anketell, she started bunny hopping and gasping! At last. Now I could at least try and see what was the cause....... Parked off while a phalanx of cars and trucks whistled past at 100 km/hr. Hit the button and not a sausage. 13V on the battery and lights were bright. What could it be? On an impulse I opened the fuel cap and dry as a bone she was!
Luckily, a V Strom stopped and gave me a lift to the nearest Shell "No you can't use an old plastic coke bottel" screeched the Sheila in the Servo, but what was I to do? 500ml of Sprite/Petrol mix and she was off again, like the front row in a Guns 'n Roses concert. So the mysterious, non working red 4l left light is the culprit here. Now why didn't BMW give us a manual twist tap which has to be turned at the transition between main and reserve. Feeling is believing, not seeing! John
