A week ago, my friend Irwan (who has recently been my new
boss) had issues with his bike. I was made aware of this by one of my friends
that the poor guy had to push his bike with a broken chain all the way to the
office. The thing about this is that the location of my office (cyberjaya) did
not have a bike shop ANYWHERE. In fact, this large place (a size of a small
township) even only had one petrol kiosk.
Straight away I jumped up and offered to help fix his
chain. I offered because this was the guy whom; at the time he was an agent
just like me offered his bike for months while my car was being fixed with no
requests except to take care of it.
Anyway, the following day, I told him to bring the
sprockets and chain so that I can fix it up for him. In the evening, we went
down to fix his bike. Only to realize that 1, his bike didn't have a double
stand and 2, I didn't have a big enough wrench.
Day 2, I brought my big X wrench and a car jack and
thought, okay, let’s get it on! I removed the sprocket only to realize that the
metal retainer plate was the wrong size. So I decided to try to slide on the
chain onto the old sprockets. It was then I found out that the Kawasaki original
parts were different from the after market chains and sprocket sets we could
get here. The difference was in the length of the gap, the chain and sprockets
had a slightly further gap then the after market ones. So the chains couldn't fit
on to the sprockets.
Day 3, my friend had forgotten to get the retainer plate
but I had brought a grinder and things to remove the broken chain link and
maybe try to get the chain to work on the sprocket so he can get to the shop. After
2 hours of hammering and grinding at the chain, it was apparent why the
original parts were so expensive. That was quality steel right there. Unhappy, I
packed up and brought the chain home with me seeing how it was a weekend and I could
work with my stuff in my house.
Day 4 was a day of rest for me since it was a Saturday,
then day 5 came along and I had been able to remove the chain with heavy
machinery and elbow grease. I had then let the chain sit in a tub of wd40 to
refurbish it and it worked out quite well.
Day 6 came along and with the help of another friend, we
had tried to attach the old chain back into the bike. It was then that we had
found a gruesome reality. The chain being made of such tough material had been
lodged between the sprocket and the swing arm of the bike while it was
moving. Before being able to snap the
chain off, the chain had damaged the inner part of the swing arm to the point
that it was totally crumpled. It had just so happened that it was in the way of
the wheel alignment system so we couldn't push the swing arm all the way back
to get the chain connected.
Day 7: this was the last straw, I had brought everything
including a huge hammer to try to fix the crumple zone. We had also bought a
retainer plate each and a spare chain just in case. We proceeded to change the
front sprocket and slowly changed the rear one as the chain had eaten up all
the nuts. Successfully removing the nuts, we had no choice but to remove one
bolt from the sprocket set as it was totally chewed up. We spent quite some
time hammering the alignment slider in to try to uncrumple the place but we didn't
get much success. Yet after all our efforts, we had finally installed the chain.
Though it was super tight, it was workable. Tired but happy, all of us yelled
out in joy. One of my friends who had helped had also given me a lesson in old
school chain link removal (not workable for original parts).
Never have I ever been so challenged by a string of
mishaps that we had discovered. But in the end, because I didn't want to quit
and had friends who supported and had faith in me, we prevailed… in the One
Week Chain Replacement.
By Vy
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