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Mr.7/11's
British Mayhem Weekend
It
started like this...
I sold my PC so I could buy the CBR600F2 wheels, fork and brakes.
The result of all the modifications I had done to my bike was I
had allmost a complete GSX-R750G scattered around in my garage and
I got a bit tired of tripping over them so I decided to sell them.
With the money that came out of it I bought all the bits I needed
to complete my PC again. At about the same time I regained contact
with Sandro Serafini, and while chatting over ICQ we came onto the
subject of carbs. I told Sam about my experiments with the bored
out GSX-R750 flatslides and he mentioned that a mate of his was
selling some Mikuni RS 36mm flatslides. I instantly got a huge hard-on
because I always wanted 36mm carbs for my GSX1100F engine and already
had a taste of flatslides which I obviously liked a lot. One thing
lead to another and before I knew it my PC was gone again, just
had managed to spend one evening behind it playing Microprose's
GP500 ;-(
Dave,
the guy who was selling the carbs turned out to be a professional
dyno operator at HM Racing
in Kent. So Sam told me that if I came over with the bike then we
could set the carbs up on HM Racing's dyno. This made it even more
attractive because I needed to tune my carbs anyway, I had a bank
of 36mm CV's and a bank of 33mm flatslides at that moment.
I
couldn't ride my bike at the monet as I had just finished it in
time for the KicXstart streetfightershow, so Sam kindly offered
to come and pick me up with his car... yes, we were going to fit
the bike into the back of his car, a Peugeot station wagon.
I took some measurements and concluded it should be possible. Luckily
I have a very short subframe so when I took off the front wheel,
tank, seat unit and rear wheel incl. swingarm it was small enough
to probably fit.
When
the day arrived Sam took the Eurotunnel in the middle of the night,
and arrived at my house at about 10:00am. We had to rush to make
it back to Calais in time so we immediately went to the garage to
get the bike into the car. We were pleasantly surprised to see the
bike fitted perfectly because Sam had taken the rear seats out of
the car. We put the rest of the parts and the computer in and headed
back to the Eurotunnel. Sam was riding 100mph all the way trough
Holland, Belgium and France and we arrived at the tunnel just in
time. But before we could board the train we were stopped by French
customs, who probably don't see a bike stuffed into a car every
day. Luckily they didn't give us too much hassle and after they
had checked the car for explosives(!) we were on our way again.
After
35 minutes in the train we were in England. When we got at Sam's
house in Swanley we unloaded the bike and put the wheels back in
so it was mobile again.
The
next two days were spent working on the bike. We went trough Sam's
private bikeyard and found a pair of nice R6 calipers which will
fit my bike very nicely if I make some small mounting plates, after
which the brake performance certainly will improve a lot as R6/R1
calipers are known to be the best in the business. Sam took a piece
of carbon plate and his Dremel tool to make a carbon replacement
for my aluminum dashboard.
We
fitted the Mikuni RS's which fitted the standard intake rubbers
and took the bike out for a test run. I was quite nervous becaus
it was the first time after Robby had flipped it and I was constantly
listening for strange noises which would indicate a problem or parts
vibrating loose. After a while I became more relaxed and it became
clear that the carbs jetting w\asn't far off because it was pulling
cleanly everywhere and Sam told me he couldn't keep up with the
Ducati 916 he was riding at that moment.
On
Monday we went to HM Racing to meet Dave. We had the dyno room completely
to ourselves for the whole day because they are normally closed
on Mondays. Sounds like heaven eh? :-)
HM Racing has got a very nice, neat and clean dynoroom with all
the right equipment in the right places. Two big tubes blowing fresh
air onto the engine/oil cooler and some properly fixed tubes to
vent the exhaust fumes out, which don't get blown away when the
exhaust pops and bangs. In fact the whole of HM Racing oozes with
professionalism, it looks like a big GP500 pit garage, everything
clean and tidy with special equipment everywhere.
As
soon as Dave started doing his job I could tell he has been around
the block for a while, knowing exactly what to look for and what
could go wrong... operating more like a surgeon doing a brain transplant
than a greasy mechanic which makes you feel confident ones he has
your bike screaming across the redline because you feel it's in
good hands.
It
became clear very soon we wouldn't be needing the whole day because
the carbs were allmost spot-on at the first run, the tire spinning
on the dyno by the unleashed power created by the Mikuni RS's.
There was just a slight dip in the midrange and Dave tried to correct
that by lifting the needles by one notch, but it didn't help so
it was pinpointed to be caused by the exhaust system I'm using.
He put the needles back to where they were because it'd only give
me worse fuel economy, so the only thing that needed to be changed
was the pilot screws.
So after two complete runs we got to a perfect setting which may
not be fun when you got free time on a dyno but very important when
you have to pay for it. And for that you need a dyno operator who
can make a perfect analysis of the first run and knows what to do
to solve it. Dave is such a man. Hats off.
To
top the day off Dave had another surprise for me.
Becaus he was selling his 884cc GSX-R to a bloke who wanted it back
to standard spec as far as possible (????) Dave offered me his TMC
Highpower Nitrous system if I promised him to use it. Well, I like
to scare myself once in a while so it seemed a pretty good alternative
to jumping off a bridge with a bungee cord strapped around your
dick ;-)
On
the trail run I was worried about a whining noise that came from
the engine, and the link of my chain came loose on the dyno. When
checking the chain slack on the day I went home we discovered that
my custom made chainwheel was out of center which had caused the
chain to tighten and loosen at every revolution of the rear wheel.
This was a very bad situation as it puts lots of stress on the bearing
of the gearbox. Sam called his son Tony who works at Bat Motorcycles,
Britain's biggest name in grey imports who brought back a new chainwheel.
We
fitted it in record time and I went for home, 2lbs. Nitrous bottle
in my back pack. When I arrived at the tunnel I noticed the rear
tyre was allmost flat and it was chewing itself up. So when I got
out in France I stopped at the first gas station and put it back
to pressure. The 3hr trip back home was a lot of fun, especially
when it got dark. My headlamps were useless as they were pointed
too much downwards so I just aimed at the rearlights far ahead,
cracked the throttle open and really warped ahead, having to brake
hard to avoid smashing into the back of the car.
In
fact the whole weekend warped past, but it was great!
Thanks
to Sam, Dave, HM Racing
and Tony!
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Some
people have their dog in the back of the car, we...

Urban
terrorists back from the job

Who
needs plants in their garden when you can have these?

Dr.
Yeckill

More
horny stuff inside than the sleeziest whorehouse

Oooh
yeah tie me down real hard baby!

Nothing
like the sweet smell of burning rubber

Scalpel..
vainclamp... nurse please check my blood pressure!

Dave's
884... more on this one soon

Old
pervert men go to Thailand, 7/11's go to Kent.
Shagged to death but never felt better in it's whole life!.
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