Just spent 40 minutes assembling a little kiddies bike for my 3 yr old Nephew. How can they make something so badly? Everything seems to bend and flex - even the metal bits. The plastic moulded wheels with foam tyres seem to be manufactured out of true. The bendy plasticy brakes - I didn't know feel at the lever meant it bent as soon as the blocks hit the wheel rim. You'd think the design brief said something like 'make it as crap as possible' and the guy won an award for acheiving it. To top it off it came with a pressed metal spanner thing that appeared to have shrunk a couple of thou' so it wouldn't fit properly and my vast range of tools are at home, and of course I'm not. The one good feature - stabilisers - at least in concept Arrrrrrgh Rant over Pete
They weren't made like that back in the good old days were they! Still, you can be sure the regulator rectifrier won't blow.
Lol. Forgot about that - at least the Triumph engineers have moved the regulator under the cockpit infill panel so it's easy to get at - four bolts and it's out
+1 to all above and on a similar vein the "Adverts" For toys in the run up to Christmas and what they DON'T tell you that you require for a major toy building session after brainwashing your kids into wanting them:- 1. An understanding Bank Manager 2. An Acetalene cutting torch to get into the box. 3. A grinder to cut the contents free of the wires, tape and plastic ties that secure contents inside. 4. An understanding of foreign languages, ancient scripts and/or hyroglyphics to work out the building instructions. 5. The contents of a Snap-on Van. 6. A degree in mechanical engineering. 7. Thirty quid's worth of batteries. 8. Ear plugs to cut out the cries of "is it done yet!" 9. A gag to mute the stream of profanities as we finally come to terms with the fact that a square peg does indeed not fit a round hole and after an half hour search finding the bloody super glue has set hard in the tube! 10. And finally the contents of a small village hospital A+E dept. to stem the bloodflow after stabbing our hand with the tw@tting screw driver. And my new years resoloution- Next year leave the toy building to the friggin elves!!!
The answer is called Halfords, pay a bit more, but at least they build it for you, and you keep your blood pressure down and all the skin on your knuckles!
