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I finally got around to getting the Morini going the other day. I fitted the instruments, charged up the battery, filled up the tires, and got a new jerry can for straight gas. (This raises the number of half full jerry cans present in the garage to 3: pre-mix for the Letta, pre-mix for the weedwhacker, and straight gas for everything else.) I even lowered the needles in the Dell'Orto's to lean out the fuel-air mixture. I lowered the Morini off the lift and gave it a few kicks. It popped and sputtered and eventually fired up. When I tried the throttle, however, it would cut out. The same scene played out several times.
I change the spark plugs: no change. I begin to balance the carbs, reasoning to myself that moving to a higher elevation may have precipitated a need to adjust them. The bike is getting harder to start, making carb-balancing (which requires a running engine) impossible. My foot gets tired, and I am getting frustrated. Then I see the jerry can. It has too much fuel in it to have contributed to the Morini's tank. I thought for sure I had filled the tank. I add the fuel, and it starts right up. Sounds great; sounds like relief. However, not all the stars aligned (see previous post about windows opening and doors closing): one of the carbs throttle slides is not adjusting properly so I will have to order new carb tops to go with the leaner jets.
Posted by Underblog at October 16, 2005 9:44 AM
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Tracked on June 21, 2006 1:37 AM
sure Morini liked the tune up just the same
Posted by: heather at October 16, 2005 11:32 AM