I've just spent the morning sweeping out my garage.
This was after spilling a couple of pints of petrol on the floor yesterday. One of these days I'll learn and get things right when I'm removing the tank. This time I was sure I was all ready to get the pipes disconnected. I had a petrol can with a length of pipe handy and I had a screw to fit into the end of the crossover pipe. Problem was the pipe was a tight fit. I had loosened off both sides and when pulling it, pulled it off the side away from me as well as the side I was working at and had a screw ready to plug.
As soon as I realised that there was petrol pouring out of the far side I rushed round the bike to get the pipe fitted back on. That was when the tube going into the petrol can popped off. Now I had gas spilling out from both sides of the tank.
By the time I had got a funnel to catch the leaking fluid there was a spreading puddle all over the garage floor and I was soaked from the rags I was kneeling on soaking up petrol into my jeans.
I got the tank off, laid aside and spread cat-litter all over the floor.
Sweeping that up was what took up most of my morning. Wonder if I'll ever learn?
This was after spilling a couple of pints of petrol on the floor yesterday. One of these days I'll learn and get things right when I'm removing the tank. This time I was sure I was all ready to get the pipes disconnected. I had a petrol can with a length of pipe handy and I had a screw to fit into the end of the crossover pipe. Problem was the pipe was a tight fit. I had loosened off both sides and when pulling it, pulled it off the side away from me as well as the side I was working at and had a screw ready to plug.
As soon as I realised that there was petrol pouring out of the far side I rushed round the bike to get the pipe fitted back on. That was when the tube going into the petrol can popped off. Now I had gas spilling out from both sides of the tank.
By the time I had got a funnel to catch the leaking fluid there was a spreading puddle all over the garage floor and I was soaked from the rags I was kneeling on soaking up petrol into my jeans.
I got the tank off, laid aside and spread cat-litter all over the floor.
Sweeping that up was what took up most of my morning. Wonder if I'll ever learn?
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