What did you do on or to your other bike part 2

[Gone in 60]

Reminds me of my event merchandise days many years ago. I was in charge of setting up, running and tearing down a huge rolling merch store at 17 drag races across the country each year. It got quite tiring, and I invented something called the "Sit and Sell." I had several pieces of PVC pipe arranged so that a long horizontal section held several different t-shirts on hangars for display. This was attached by way of several duct tape linkages to other pipe sections that ended where my beach chair was. I could swing a length of pipe back and forth from my chair and it would swing the display shirts back and forth just outside the merch tent, attracting attention, if not to the shirts themselves, to how the pipe mechanism worked. If they came into the tent to investigate, I could sell 'em.

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Well, Superbird to the rescue today. Early this morning I rigged up a horn and switch to the new Blood Bike I'm working on. Got it all buttoned up by the time I needed to pack up and leave for a delivery, with not a moment to spare. Loaded the coolers, my lunch, got suited up, started the run on my app, and headed out. By the time I got to the end of my street, the dash was flashing a very menacing engine warning light, and the bike wouldn't rev past 1200 RPM. My horn setup was wired completely outside of the BMW's complex CAN-Bus electronics, with power coming from the lighter socket.

No time to diagnose, I was on the clock and had to be 40 miles away in 40 minutes. I limped back to the garage, transferred my gear to Superbird, and high-tailed it to the hospital. On the way, I tried to call the boss in my helmet. But, missing the BMW's barn-door windshield, there was too much noise in the helmet for Siri to hear me yelp to call the boss.

Got a hold of him after I finished the delivery, and was parked around the corner from the drop-off laboratory. This is at Van Nuys airport, my spot for muching on my sandwich while watching planes and helicopters take off and land, before starting the next delivery or returning home depending on the day. The boss said he'd Google it while I rode home, and he'd see what the Internet Consensus was. He also commended me on my initiative to ditch the BMW, grab one of my bikes and complete the run.

The consensus was that the wire connection to the ride-by-wire throttle tube assembly can wiggle loose over time. So, I gave the wire connection a shove, and sure enough, it moved about 1mm and went "click" in the socket. Fired it up, went for a ride, and it was fine. Man, sometimes I do love the simple things, like a traditional cable throttle.