Wilsons Sandbox

All- I was just reading an article on some motorcycle site (it was y2f.com or something, I can't find it again, anyone know this site) about the 2000 MuZ Skorpion and Black Panther. They both use a Yamaha 660cc 5v single with 2 carbs! Now this piqued my interest... Why would you put two carbs on a single cylinder engine? The only way I could reason this was that there are inefficiencies in the mixing and control in large carbs, and having two allowed better more precise control. But then I was talking to my brother who is rebuilding his 1967 GTO and he was telling me about the huge Holly(?) carbs that he got for it, and how I wouldn't believe how large they were.... WTF? Obviously high-performance cars of yesteryear didn't seem to support my hypothesis, so what gives? Not that I am not happy with the KLR engine... I would rather have one carb then two... Two just means it takes at least twice as long to do any work with the carbs... and twice as many parts to fail. I am curious especially with Dash Week's recent thread about overboring his carb to get more oxygen into his engine at higher altitudes. Zack P.S. the MuZ Skorpion looks like a fun little bike, anyone ridden one?

Forty-four thousand four hundred forty five, That's the miles on my bike, And I'm still alive. I wanted to watch 'er roll up on 44,444.4; But, went in too deep, And got - occupied, Seems that my careless riding, Induced a - Great Slide. I recovered, with an Angles help, Said, thank you Lord. Then quickly, Back on the gas. Give it more, Make it last. Aint this fun? Yes, It's a Blast. No cause for alarm, This aint no poem. It follows no rules, It has no form...... But, it means no harm. Rhythm and rhyme, What are those? Where this leads, No one knows. But, What is life? Is it lived with joy, Or endured with strife? It passes quickly as if a glance, Better be watchful, One doesn't get 'nother chance. Now, here is the rest of my story: ....I just wish I could've gathered 'er in, Paused for a quick look, And with a smile, Watched my baby rolled over, That magical mile - Forty-four thousand four hundred forty four. But, that magical mark has now been past, Forty four thousand four hundred forty five. Thank you Lord. I'm still alive. -Tonk Best wishes to those recovering from motorcycle accidents and in memory of those who have past on to eternity. Life doesn't always give you a second chance. Things happen quickly, make good choices. Ride like your life depends on it, because it does.