Last weekend I noticed an engine check light come up as I filled up. It went away as I restarted. “meh. eletrical glitch. italians.” I thought.
Going up the last col, I thought the bike sounded different, more hollow. “meh. must be the altitude.” I thought.
As I was heading back home, I couldn’t find a way to fit my earplugs … they were shoved in my ears so deep they require a fishing line to get them out. Forget the ear canal, they were up in my brain. And it was still loud as hell. “meh. these earplugs have always sucked. I just don’t have it today.” I thought.
Went to fill her up yesterday, loud as hell. Not a good loud either, loud and hollow. “meh. must be because I’m not wearing the earplugs, plus I’m around town so it’s reverberating.” I thought.
That was a lot of thought. So I gave in and inspected the damn thing before leaving for Andorra today. Yeah. That’s not gone well.