As a mater of fact I did have the carb off. I was going to rebuild it. I bought the kit and everything. Got it off, and chickened out.
The kit only gave me one base gasket. I needed one more for the other side of the rizer thing. Didn,t have one so a buddy said,
He makes gaskets all the time. So he made one out of cardboard. Still the same results. It's not noticable if I am cruzen along.
Even at a stop light, the idle only surges a little bit. But, if I want to put threw the development. I have to clutch and go or I look
like I'm just learning to drive a clutch.This whole epasode began coming home from Bainbridge Island. About Bremerton I seemed as
if I had cruze controle. I pressed in the clutch, and she almost red lined on me. I'm thinking wtf. So I start punching it hoping the throdle would unstick.
Nothing. Here I am heading for a what, 35 mile hour zone? So I get off at an exit.Shut er down as I come to a red light. On green, start er up,
and, wholy spoob, pop the clutch cuz she is gonna blow up. Get to the gas station. Raise the hood. Take of the air cleener. Look at everything.
Cant figure it out. Throdle cable moves freely. Fire it up, same thing. Then I find a chunk of black melted plastic wedged in my carb.
Turns out the emisions piece of spoob thing down on the side of the exhaust manifold had a meltdown. The melted crap went up and came out
right into my carb. And stuck there. Without that fat hose on with that space ship looking melted piece on there. I sounded like hell.
But, I could make it home. Ifter that, Hozes were coming off. And stuff got plugged up.
As a mater of fact I did have the carb off. I was going to rebuild it. I bought the kit and everything. Got it off, and chickened out. The kit only gave me one base gasket. I needed one more for the other side of the rizer thing. Didn,t have one so a buddy said, He makes gaskets all the time. So he made one out of cardboard. Still the same results. It's not noticable if I am cruzen along. Even at a stop light, the idle only surges a little bit. But, if I want to put threw the development. I have to clutch and go or I look like I'm just learning to drive a clutch.This whole epasode began coming home from Bainbridge Island. About Bremerton I seemed as if I had cruze controle. I pressed in the clutch, and she almost red lined on me. I'm thinking wtf. So I start punching it hoping the throdle would unstick. Nothing. Here I am heading for a what, 35 mile hour zone? So I get off at an exit.Shut er down as I come to a red light. On green, start er up, and, wholy spoob, pop the clutch cuz she is gonna blow up. Get to the gas station. Raise the hood. Take of the air cleener. Look at everything. Cant figure it out. Throdle cable moves freely. Fire it up, same thing. Then I find a chunk of black melted plastic wedged in my carb. Turns out the emisions piece of spoob thing down on the side of the exhaust manifold had a meltdown. The melted crap went up and came out right into my carb. And stuck there. Without that fat hose on with that space ship looking melted piece on there. I sounded like hell. But, I could make it home. Ifter that, Hozes were coming off. And stuff got plugged up.