I think it's safe to say my husband got a kick out of me working on my own bike. Well, actually, even I did. So the changes on my bike were a lot less smooth going on than my husband's. It wasn't so much because of the ease, but because of incorrect or falty parts. First, the hubby took care of the oil filter relocation kit. Then I helped him with the new grips, which came with a molding issue, so our gracious neighbor smoothed it out with grinding down with his dremel*. Then, when we were ready for the glue, there was none.
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