Nobber of the week? Only idiots run out of petrol. Right?

I had a shocker of an night yesterday. In the style of most evenings this week I didn't get out of the office till about 8.30, went straight home then back out again to Soho on the bike.

Had a nice meal and headed home just after 11.

Shaftsbury Avenue. Hmm throttle response is a bit odd at low revs - well it's still cold and on the choke, probably just running rich, can't be out of fuel there's a good 5 or so miles of reserve left.

Charing Cross Road/Tralfagar Square. Splutter, cough. Bah I am out of fuel.

Made a few phone calls just in case any friends were out in central London with cars. Nope.

Maybe I should call the RAC out? Even if I feel like a fool I think I'm still covered for situations like this. Could I have left my RAC card at home? Uh-huh.

Locked the bike up next to St. Martin in the Fields market and jumped in a cab. About twenty to midnight now. Wasn't keen about leaving the bike out in case someone knocked it over.

Headed to Vauxhall Bridge road in the cab. Petrol station's open - result! Petrol station sells petrol cans - result! Petrol station locked up for night service can't get the petrol can out of the shop without opening the door (which he refused to do).

Feeling livid at this stage I started trying to see the funny side of things.

Back home to Kennington via another petrol station. No petrol cans in stock.

At least the cabbie was a nice guy and a biker. He does lots of green laning on an ex MOD Armstrong 500.

Got home and fetched an empty petrol can out of the garage, just about to jump back in the cab when the phone went. A friend who I'd spoken to earlier had just got home, was sober and offered me a lift back to the bike. What a star!

All went well from here. Bike was were I left it and undamaged, though at about 2am my idea of an early night was down the pan.

Lesson learnt: When the little orange "reserve" light comes on fill up at the closest opportunity

Damn I've waffled a bit

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At least the cabbie was a nice guy and a biker. He does lots of green laning on an ex MOD Armstrong 500.

And what did the nice guy charge you.

K100RS wrote

And what did the nice guy charge you.

The meter read £18. I paid him £20.

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Jimbo wrote

Lesson learnt: When the little orange "reserve" light comes on fill up at the closest opportunity

That is kinda what it's for!

Frustrating, but £18 isn't bad, I s'pose.


And. yes, you did waffle a bit.

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Just because I don't, that doesn't mean I can't.

How lucky was that!

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Rich

my petrol light doesn't work and i haven't got a reserve!

can be fun at times

I think most bikes have about a 50-mile reserve before the fuel runs out!

Your not the only one who's run out of fuel, my old GPZ had a reserve tap like most bikes but on one occasion lasted only about 3-miles before the bike stopped and wouldn't start until I filled the tank!

Very odd!

It seemed to work like normal after that experience with a good reserve range, I think it must have been some shite in the fuel pipes taken from the bottom of the tank.

I never go on reserve now unless I have too!

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After running out of petrol in the middle of nowhere the weekend before last I have decided that although motocrossers don't have a reserve on the tap as standard it's maybe time to fit a tap from another bike

It ran out just as I was getting to a really twisty and bumpy road that I had been looking forward to

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I've done that. Went on to reserve at about 80-90 in the outside lane of the A3 on my GS500. Thought I'd seriously damaged somethnig (GS doesn't have a petrol light, and I'd done quite few miles for the tank). Spent a while on the hard shoulder, and then the RAC guy showed up, who was also a biker.
Then, the next week, when I filled up, I forgot to put it onto main from reserve, ran out of petrol again at the imperial war museum, and pushed it up the road to the nearest petrol station (God I'm glad that I didn't have the ZZR6 at that time.)
Then, to make it a third time, I ran out of petrol on the ZZR in Brixton, and had to call the RAC coz I didn't think it was petrol. Thought it might be a blockage in the fuel pipes. Turned out Riossi Clapham had put my fuel pipes on the wrong way round, and so I'd just run out of petrol, thank God.
Wondering when its going to happen again...

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