Well it was bound to happen, the dormant gremlins woke up and tore up the HES in the bean can...it was gonna happen. I was headed back home from a nice little ride when the bike backfired once loudly...so I checked the ODO and wasn't anywhere near reserve. In the time it took me to look and switch it back fired again and rather quickly died. I was about 35 miles from home. I called and got my Dad to pick me up..I could have had him get the spare beancan, but figured he'd not know what it was. I new about where it was, but just to keep the phone conversation simple...(trust me), it was better to have him just pick me up. So I waited inside the US Post Office while it rained....oh well the pig was a little dusty anyway.... Once home I loaded up the trailer and extra bean can, and head back to Rochester KY.. Quickly pulled the front cover and switched beancans....less than 2 minutes and she was running.