Took the Guzzi for a ride today. When I got home my wife noticed the safety inspection had expired
last September. Went to the station and the inspector called me right in. He checked the lights,
horn, brakes, etc, and said everything looked good. He wrote up the paperwork, put the sticker on
the bike, and then said, "What's that puddle under your bike?"

I looked down and sure enough, there was a puddle about a foot wide on the concrete. I told him it
must have come from the car just before me. Then I reached down and got a dab on my finger.
Gasoline. The right carb was leaking like a cow ****ing on a flat rock.

But, he let the inspection stand! I guess after about 15 years of inspecting this same bike, without
a problem, he figured I'd fix it.

Had to order some carb parts. From Holland. Couldn't find them in US. Oh well.