Join Date: Aug 2008
Sportbike: 2012 Ducati M696
Years Riding: 4
How you found us: Google
What a morning, got held over at work this morning an extra 45 minutes, and when I go out to my bike, it won't start. Great. I find somebody to jump me, and I'm on my way. I make it out of northbrook without incident, but my fuel light goes off right about when I'm on 94 near skokie. I go back and forth, because I'm really tired and I don't want to stop, but I also don't want to run out of gas. Logic wins the argument and I pull over on Touey and into a Shell.
Just as I turn my engine off I remember my previous battery problems, but hope that I'd put enough charge back into it. Fill up, turn the key, but nothing happens. No big deal. A nice woman offers a jump, so I lift up my seat and notice a bunch of what looks like condensation on it. Look down at the battery, and its basically busting at the seams, steam and god knows what leaking out. Awesome, this things like 3 months old.
A nice man in a beautiful BMW gives a ride to the nearby Pep Boys, but they didn't have my battery in stock. So I call a taxi, get a ride to the city from the smelliest and least english speaking driver ever, now I'm going to pick up a uhaul trailer.
Christ I want to go to sleep.