Electrical Theory By Joseph Lucas

Once experienced you never forget the sound of the short and smell of plastic melting .. on the way home from the auto sparkies. Old British bikes you gota love'em :thumbsup:
I fondly remember being up Long Creek Road about 2am on my 69 Trophy wriggling the wires at the back of the headlight. Stoned and a bit drunk, no headlight was the final straw. Did get it to work a bit now and then. Enough to get home to Grevillia.
 
My un-f#ckin-fondest memory is just picking the bike up from the 'alleged' auto electrician .. pulled up outside the a mates place and ..... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz .. then smoke billowing from under the seat .. steel seat bases :mad:
 
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