This one time....

an exhaust stud on the Buell decided to break on our way to the Salt Flats. Which in turn kept my stress level in the red zone, there and back, cause the header was jumping around like a Mexican Bean. My boy Dave laced it up for me today, after trying a few times with a TIG it ended up being the trusty MIG that laid down a strong enough weld to get it out. Freaking Stupido shit to deal with.

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