Given the numerous moments of my bike attempting to turn me into a roadkill by failing on me in the middle of the road, it's time that I dedicate a post title specially for the things that happened between me and my bike. Somewhere in my past posts, I have complained about my bike almost ruining my life. Well, here's a continuation from that.
Just a good one week ago, I noticed that the throttle on my bike was stuck while I was on the bike. So I could just let my hand go and the bike would go on. After hitting a bump (I wasn't speeding mind you), the throttle went to the max and I had to maintain my bike at Gear 4 throughout the whole journey to keep its speed at its minimal.
I was completely astounded. I thought the throttle was jammed. Even when I reached home and I switched the gear to Neutral, the bike was still at full throttle. Imagined one of the gangster bikes pulling the throttle to the max without moving while trying to show off their bike engine to others. Yup, the throttle just stayed in that position until I had to pull out the key. There were a few pedestrians around and they thought I was making a full out of myself.
The very next day, I took it to a mechanic and guess what, there wasn't anything wrong with the throttle. Apparently, the engine was on the verge of falling off from the bottom of the bike. Since the engine is connected to the throttle, the weight of the engine was pulling the wires of the throttle, maximizing its speed. Luckily, I didn't have to pay much for the repair but damn, I could have been stranded on the highway if I didn't take it to the repair shop.
There's another interesting story that happened in the last few days but I will save that for another post. Hopefully, I don't have to keep this segment alive.
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