Sandro
Well-Known Member
Old timers were more sensible than we are.
In old motorbike tanks the fuel tap inlet inside the tank was not level with the bottom but 1/2 or 1 " higher. Possible water stayed on the bottom and could not be lead to the carburator.
It worked.
I had a personal someway unseemly experience when 16 or 17 y. o. (about 60 years ago) with my Guzzino (a Moto Guzzi 65 c.c. lightweight motor bike. A wonderful little engine).
After a holyday time football match amongst my school fellows, I was leaving for a 50 km return trip to my country village. When I mounted on the bike I noticed all my friends surrounding and gazing at me. I expected a trick but I started the motor, engaged first gear and left regularly. I made the trip and used the bike the whole summer long.
In autumn, on meeting my school fellows again they asked: "How was your trip home?" "Good." I said. They went laughing to one of them and said him: "If so, next time I have to tank I'll ask you."
He had peed in the Guzzino tank!
They had let me leave, with rain approaching, expecting me to be stopped after a few hundred metres. Things you do at that age.
Immediate tank inspection revealed a large rusty "water" bubble rolling around the flat bottom of the tank but not reaching the high tap inlet.
Sandro
In old motorbike tanks the fuel tap inlet inside the tank was not level with the bottom but 1/2 or 1 " higher. Possible water stayed on the bottom and could not be lead to the carburator.
It worked.
I had a personal someway unseemly experience when 16 or 17 y. o. (about 60 years ago) with my Guzzino (a Moto Guzzi 65 c.c. lightweight motor bike. A wonderful little engine).
After a holyday time football match amongst my school fellows, I was leaving for a 50 km return trip to my country village. When I mounted on the bike I noticed all my friends surrounding and gazing at me. I expected a trick but I started the motor, engaged first gear and left regularly. I made the trip and used the bike the whole summer long.
In autumn, on meeting my school fellows again they asked: "How was your trip home?" "Good." I said. They went laughing to one of them and said him: "If so, next time I have to tank I'll ask you."
He had peed in the Guzzino tank!
They had let me leave, with rain approaching, expecting me to be stopped after a few hundred metres. Things you do at that age.
Immediate tank inspection revealed a large rusty "water" bubble rolling around the flat bottom of the tank but not reaching the high tap inlet.
Sandro