I don't know whats so funny about the tyre mud guard, I had one of those on my Honda Dream back in 75. It was always a drama keeping it running on both cylinders but that rear guard never gave me any trouble. More unbreakable than a Preston Petty
My dad was one of the best (worst?) for bush engineering with his countless projects. Ever since I can remember we had this BSA engine (M20 I think) in the back of the shed that he had turned into a stationary engine. It had no other purpose in life than to brought out into daylight every couple of years, started up & left to vibrate it's way around the floor for 15 minutes then put to the back of the shed again.
Hasn't been running now for a couple of decades, must start it up & tell my son it's a family tradition.
One time he wanted to build a sidecar for his Goldwing as he had this thing for sidecars that only Tim could understand
He couldn't build just any old sidecar though, his had to have a steering sidecar wheel. He pieced it together from old car tie-rod ends for linkages, a stub axle from a car & whatever else was laying around.
Complete with leaf spring.
Then he had to reduce the "trail" to help it steer.
"Finesse" & "state of the art" were not words I ever heard in a sentence with my father.
One day his false teeth broke, the plate broke in half, & he had a quote of a couple hundred dollars to replace them (this was decades ago). Bugger that he said, I can bloody make my own for much cheaper.
A few days later I came home to find a Holden bell housing that I was saving for no particular reason out the front of the shed with a piece smashed out of it. Shit, what happend to that I thought as I looked in the shed. Here was dad waving the oxy over a small steel pot on a long handle, he finished of a can of Diet-Ale then crushed it & put that in the pot too. What are you doing I asked nervously, "mahing my mew feef" he said while speaking without teeth.
Seemed he had glued his old plate back together to use to make a sand mold, He poured them a few times till he had a good cast with no porosity cavities(all puns intended) He then sanded them with wet & dry & got them chromed.
We called him "jaws" after the guy in the Bond films, allthough I don't know if anyone called him that to his face
He eventually had to get a proper set as they turned out to be too heavy to keep in place.
We buried dad just over a year ago now but I kept his teeth & they take pride of place on the mantle piece.