Take a deep one

Breath. I have to remind myself to breathe. Take some good ones. Because the last couple nights have not been pretty in the breathing department.

It's turned more into a yelling one.

It's a bit frustrating when, all I really should be doing is just re-connecting all the stuff that was disconnected in my 'what could go wrong with this decision' disassembly phase. You remember, the crazy one. Definitely clouded by the red mist and went a little bat poo.

Anyway, the same is the same. And although I don't have installed many of the things I had previously, the concept in my young and unencumbered by electronic-knowledge brain is that, I'll just not connect this one since I don't need it, and move on to the next one, and so on.

Until you learn things like side stand switches that prevent running in gear with the side stand down, or clutch switches or neutral switches, all that have an effect on the actual starting and or running process.

Pish posh, I say.

[Did I just say pish posh?]

Regardless, things are all working properly except for the fact that it's still not making any rumbling sounds. And while it's not running, I am.

Out of ideas.

4 days left...