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So I go out to take a spin on the ole XS and notice a puddle under the left front caliper. Figureing the local cats had once again come in to mark there territory I just wipe it off. After the ride I find "stuff" on the fender and the caliper kinda wet. Out comes the can of brake cleaner. Hmm, bleeder not loose, no seepage around the piston. Kickin back to down a cold one, I again look around for a leak. Arrrugghhhh, seeping around the crimp on the brake hose. Looks like stainless steel brake lines went from a "wanna do" to a "hafta do".
Oh the pain I lament to the SWMBO. There goes $150 bucks.
"Quit your whineing and fix it" she replies. "Ok", I reply, "what about the big bore kit?", I inject to the conversation. "Hows it running" she asks. Runs fine, I retort with some indignation in my voice. "When it starts running crappy then you can bore it out" she says and heads back into the house. Makes a quick stop at the door and turns around, "and don't be doing nothing to it to make it start running crappy, I know brake lines have nothing to do with how the engine runs". Yes dear.
Oh the pain I lament to the SWMBO. There goes $150 bucks. "Quit your whineing and fix it" she replies. "Ok", I reply, "what about the big bore kit?", I inject to the conversation. "Hows it running" she asks. Runs fine, I retort with some indignation in my voice. "When it starts running crappy then you can bore it out" she says and heads back into the house. Makes a quick stop at the door and turns around, "and don't be doing nothing to it to make it start running crappy, I know brake lines have nothing to do with how the engine runs". Yes dear.
When it gets up to 50 in the next few weeks, we'll be taking our coats off. 
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