These Honda and Hua Sheng engines are good platforms for lighting coils. I either modify a moped coil or make my own using good copper wire and a laminated core. Anyone who can wind wire can make one. I then usr a full bridge rectifier to capture both signal waves which amplifies the output to nearly an amp, plenty to recharge the drain from LEDs. The battery serves as a capacitor to even out the voltage, preventing flickering of the lights at low rpms. And anyone who knows the principles of electricity can design the simple wiring harness.
Way Back Machine
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It's hard to work on the bike when it's so cold and the portable space heater in my shop doesn't have the oomph to bring the temp up to comfortable levels. Can only imagine what it's like for you guys up north. Several years ago I had a basement shop with a drive out door that was always the perfect temperature. Wonder who's using it now.
Had some of those in my Thai soup yesterday, took my breath away!
Went to supper with a chap I worked with and he suggested a hot chicken wing restaurant. The menu listed the levels of heat that were available. My buddy asks our waitress if the folks in the kitchen could make them as hot as possible. She's trying very hard to talk him out of it but no, he wants them that hot.
We're sitting about ten feet from the kitchen door and I'm facing it so I can see the waitress carrying them out and as soon as she stepped though the door I could smell the peppers and her eye were watering. The crown on all this was that everyone in the kitchen who could was watching through the windows in the kitchen door as my friend ate them. They watched as he ate about half the plate and I would guess they had to get back to what they were doing. The look on their faces were priceless. Part admiration and parts disbelief.
I'm sitting across from him as the sweat ran down his face while he ate them. Mine were just the chicken wings without anything involving peppers on them. Just an excellent BBQ sauce. He walk into work the next morning as if nothing had happened but we never went to the wing restaurant again even though I suggested it.
We're sitting about ten feet from the kitchen door and I'm facing it so I can see the waitress carrying them out and as soon as she stepped though the door I could smell the peppers and her eye were watering. The crown on all this was that everyone in the kitchen who could was watching through the windows in the kitchen door as my friend ate them. They watched as he ate about half the plate and I would guess they had to get back to what they were doing. The look on their faces were priceless. Part admiration and parts disbelief.
I'm sitting across from him as the sweat ran down his face while he ate them. Mine were just the chicken wings without anything involving peppers on them. Just an excellent BBQ sauce. He walk into work the next morning as if nothing had happened but we never went to the wing restaurant again even though I suggested it.
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