HA! god i love these things. my gransport decided to die on me about five miles from my house today. as i was pushing it down the street i noticed the thermometer on the bank. 103 degrees. horrible. apparently it just wanted to rest in the shade though. i let it sit for about half an hour while i ate some bbq and it fired right up after that. first kick. sometimes i think it just does things like to mess with me.