Hey there @Xibon 🙂🌺
yeah, haha 😁
It took me a week to strip it down, rebuild, and replace - I had a bit of help to get it on the hoist and then attached to the engine stand, and hold the gearbox while I removed it, and then to rebuild it from the inside out after machining, till putting back in. The longest wait was the aircon guy to capture the gas before I removed the condenser.
I had a valiant Chrysler which always had carburettor problems and would just cut out whenever it felt like it.. I was 15 so I didn’t know as much and I used to spend long hours on the sides of roads till I fixed it haha.
move had a Toyota celica which I used to drive way too fast, I’ve had too many hilux’s that I’m embarrassed to mention them, Nissan skyline, Nissan pintara, Nissan patrol, a Hillman hunter, many vw beetles (would remove the body panels and turn them into bush buggies crashing them through the bush till they couldn’t go any further - then get the tractor and drag them back for repair and do it all again haha), an old convertible jag XJS, a fleet of Skoda Roomsters (I had 4 of them so I called them the fleet), and the obligatory herd of various ford falcons of various models - some converted to gas.
I’ve had some bikes, the Suzuki sv650S x2, Hyosung DL650S, Suzuki bandit 1200, Kawasaki KLR650 which I used to ride through the city like I was riding a fire trail - up and over everything, and gutters don’t matter haha.
I used to have some other bikes, but not for long, and I’d babysit bikes for other people I knew, change oil/filter, clean, lube, adjust chain, and check bearings/seals.
Some years ago my younger brother had (still has) a skyline GTR R34, which he used to let me drive, but never let his kids in it when they were little because he and I would drive at ridiculous speeds. One weekend I was staying at his place, and my nephew crept in and woke me saying he wanted to go for a drive in dads car. Of course, I crept up, we tiptoed through the house, stole dads keys, rolled it out of the garage, quietly started it up away from the house, and went tearing through the night in my bros GTR with little nephew loving it every time the seatbelt snapped tight when we got some air. I had to go fill it up, then we crept back home and snuck it back in the garage.
I don’t think my bro even knew - he didn’t check the small kms on the odo, and I don’t think my nephew ever told him ☺️🌺