That was one of Hammy's...
No such luck for me.
Got the final tool i needed for doing the chain swap, so off to the garage and put the GPz up on the Paddock stand. What a wonderful bit of kit paddock stands are. Such a Godsend. Mine cost 30 quid from an industrial estate near Snetterton and was worth every penny! Anyways, back end up, it was time to drop the chain off and all the chainguards. Not changing the sprockets, theyre virtually new, just the bike was laid up for ages before I got it, so the chain is 'fekked' to give it it's technical term.
M and P's 30 quid chain splitter? A right bag of bollocks. What a heap of utter crap. Broke it virtually straight away.
I never did like M and P.. Never EVER will use them again for anything. Utter shite.Anyways, chain off, new chain placed, it was time to undo the eccentric cam lock bolts on each side and bring the rear wheel round to shorten the length between the sprockets. Oh yeah right bloody fun that was
The TIT who owned the bike before me had clearly decided that 'tight' meant Graunched until the metals fuse together. Utter twat!!!
Now normally adjusting the eccentric cams on each side is an easy job. 12mm allen key turns 'em. Nice and simple, all you have to do is loosen the pinch bolt on a part of the rear brake mounting assembly to allow the caliper to move with the disc's movement. NOT!!!! My favourite seller had obviously decided that the rear axle needed to be tightened up enough to stop a 16 stone bloke jumping on the tool from undoing it.
It was sooo tight it was unreal. I spent about 2 hours cursing, swearing and throwing teddybears trying to loosen the allen keyed bolts on the axle. Christ knows how the rear end of the bike hadnt shattered apart under the strain, the bloody rear swingarm was bent inwards!! EVENTUALLY managed to loosen it off, after which it was a wholly different kettle of fish. It all just fell into place lovely. got the wheel in the right place, chain on and rivetted, chain adjusted and everything retightened to the correct spec.So im now sat here covered in bruises, blisters and cuts, but the Zed is no longer dead, baby. It's sat sporting it's new chain and looking thoroughly happy.
All that's left is to obtain my recovered seat back from Pete down in Chertsey and she'll be ready for the MOT Old bikes, Gotta love em (even though they try so hard to make you hate 'em!!)
