So here I was riding on I-295 at about 80, when Corndog motioned to me to look down at the left rear of my police bike. To my horror, I saw my pipe hanging very near to the ground! We pulled on the interstate into a gas station. We had no idea how we were going to fix it. Neither one of us had any tools! Then this old timer pulls up and offers us some help. He has the right sized wrench and I get to work. My plan was to take a bolt off of the other side where the pipe mounts to the crash guard and run one bolt on each side. We got that done and then the old timer offers me up a couple of zip ties for the spot where the other bolts should be. I was a little skeptical, but put them on anyway. What could it hurt right? Well 500 miles later, they are still there! Whodathunck?