Another semi-fruitful day in the garage this past weekend.
I say semi, because it's always one of those one step forward, two steps back, then a couple to the side- like a demonic country two-step or something.
(and country music is definitely the devil's work, as is that crazy dance I cannot get a hold of)
So, on one end of the wire we have our newly fanged and highly decorated bit of modern technology, the M-Unit. And on the other end, we have 35+ year old wired hand controls.
So, for instance, we have 2 wires to turn the lights on on one end. The other? We have 6.
Try figuring that out without 1: an electrical degree, 2: some degree of common sense, 3: a lot of patience, 4: no aversion to getting shocked every once in awhile.
(I'm not sure which of those I have any quantities of...)
I'm left with either continuing to seek out the truth and justice and American way that has become this motorcycle build and keep trying to fly. The alternative is purchase newer more modern version of these hand controls. Of which there are plenty.
But it's a money thing once again, and I'm already really pushing the limit of what I wanted to put into this bike as it is.
Probably blown that limit a while ago.
Decisions decisions...
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