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Suzi blew an oil seal on the freeway this morning and spit fork oil all over my shinguards. Oh how I hate it when my machines break, it's like betrayal. I bought a motorcycle hoping it wouldn't require as much maintenance as my car did, and so far it's needed just as much: a faulty front brake switch, oil leaks, and now this....

ye gods...

Well, it's going back to Howdy, because I don't have time, tools or space to disassemble the whole damned front fork. I'd love to do it, but I don't have the time and I don't have the special Suzuki tools.