So with the carbs in place and fuel supply sorted courtesy of my piggy-back tank arrangement, the great post-rebuild start-up moment had arrived.
At least that was the plan. The reality was a lot of ny-ny-nya-nya-nya-nya-nyaaa. Nothing. ny-ny-nya-BANG-ny. BANG. Exciting, certainly. Rewarding, no.
I pulled out the spark plugs to make sure they hadn't fouled with the Redex I had put down the bores and intakes. Result: sparkers looked great when they came out. Refitting just gave more of the BANG same ny-ny-nya. BANG.
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