So I am riding home around 1AM nobody in sight. :moped: I hit this long curve and straighten out of it about 1 mile away from home. All of a sudden I have a power surge, so instinctivly I give it more gas to see whats the deal, an odd delay and the bike finally picks up. Then it starts to sputter. At this point I figured it was either the carbs, or Im running out of gas. Then, the bike just dies. I coast to a private street, turn the gas knob to reserve, and try to fire it up. No luck. The tank is bone dry....I am a mile away from gas and my house, so walking the bike seems daunting enough...plus I was in no mood to do so...frustrated and embarrassed, I call the girlfriend for help. While I am waiting for her to show up with gas, I look at the Trip and it says 35.5 miles :yikes: Tehn I remembered I had 75 miles before I had to disconnect battery for charging, then a 20 miles or so later for wiring purposes, and I think once before that for other purposes. So my trip reading was a bogus reading, and since there is no fuel gage, I go off that. she arrives with a gallon of gas. A minute later of throttle and ignition, it finally starts up. I go to the local station to fill her up. That was one of the more embarrassing momments on my bike so far. I felt really retarded, especially when a group of bikes rode past and waved. I just wanted to :leaving:
So, anyone else ever do something like that? :bonk:
So, anyone else ever do something like that? :bonk:
