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Charlie died, I think it has an electrical short somewhere that isn't allowing the alternator to recharge the battery or something like it. It died at a 4 way stop on Mount right off Reserve Street (about a mile from my house). I pop clutch started it, rode 2 blocks to my garden and then let it idle in the parking lot while I watered the garden. yeah it died again. So I tried to start it again by pushing it around the parking lot to no avail, so I thought well at least I can get closer to home while I try to pop clutch start it and maybe there will an incline to my advantage. Not so much. So I go by this family on their front porch and the young kid comes out to help me get some speed to jump it. Yeah he wasn't much help and apologized through puffs of his cigarette, but he was very nice. It’s completely dead now, so I keep pushing it by myself. So it's really hot out, I'm sweating and getting dehydrated by wearing all my gear, so I walked my coat and helmet over to my friend John's house which was only a few blocks away. So I finally had someone jump me, so I thought ok I'll just ride slow and recharge the battery, so I thought just take 7th over to Reserve then head over to Broadway and then hit Russell to get home. So as I get on to Reserve with a California right hand roll I realized then I couldn't stop to get my gear.... So here I am riding down Reserve St. in a spaghetti strap tiny tee and jeans and no helmet. Not good. Oh yeah it was Friday at oh say 6:30 pm.....yeah people were looking at me funny as I cruised at oh say 35mph where as most people cruise at 50mph or better. So in order not to stop and let Charlie die in traffic, I had to time the lights. I almost made it to the Costco light so I could "merge" on to Broadway.... yeah that light takes of ever so I cut over a couple of blocks before that. So Charlie tried to die on this back road, luckily I was able to use the momentum to repop clutch start it, but not with out the back tire getting squirrelly from the abrupt changes in speed, most exciting. So I merge again on to Broadway and it almost dies again behind a truck that wouldn't get going fast enough, so I passed him unceremoniously, I might as well have given him the finger on the way by. I got about a 1/4 to 1/2 mile past him and had to pop clutch it again, that only lasted for another 1/4 mile and then we were completely dead and not coming back from this one. So here I am stranded on Broadway on a Friday evening, no protective gear, frying hot, getting dehydrated and weak with everyone cruising by looking at me like, "interesting choice for a Friday night activity" cuz I often sit on the side of the road on my bike wearing as little as possible. Several nice guys stop, the first was wearing daisy dukes and was probably old enough to know when they became a style, he thought I was probably out of gas, then asked me if I was sure, ahh yeah filled earlier today, ok I know I'm girl on a bike and broke down but I think I can handle filing a the gas tank! The other guy took 10 minutes to decide to walk over from a parking lot and was so shy I felt I had to make him feel better that I was broke down! snobby couple pulled over to offer me a cell phone, (so is this my one free phone call after I am incarcerated?). So I called a security guy from SPH came to jump me when he got off at 7pm. I was so embarrassed! I almost made it to Mullan road intersection before it died again, luckily he was following me, so we let the battery charge for a bit this time. Once again we got going, so I jumped on so as not to loose precious seconds of running time and headed to the Russell/Broadway light, it was red. I took a no stop "right on red" as no one was coming. Then I puttered down the Russell till I figured out my timing for the 3rd Street light....I wasn't far enough away to make it through the red/green cycle cuz I couldn't slow down anymore so I had to punch it. The guy who was following me said I was pulling away from him at 40 in a 30.....yeah I burned the end of that yellow light, ok pretty much red....so then I had to slow way down cuz 5th street was red and there was cross traffic, at the last moment it cleared and I jumped the green light by a bit. I made it to 1 1/2 blocks from my house and then had to finish pushing it home and then up the driveway hill. My driveway is steep and by this time I was super dehydrated, I got the front wheel almost on to the flat sideway part but not quite! BRAKES! and hold, ok one more push and there we are. All in all I think I burned 3 red lights, California rolled at least 4 stop signs, and obeyed about zero speed limits all with no riding gear and met some boys along the way. (I never ever ride without my gear, so this was a freaky feeling! I felt overly exposed, not just cuz my tank top was blowing so I had major cleavage popping out, or that my pants were riding low and.....yeah not good!!) I gave Charlie’s tire a kick, put him in time out in the garage and told him to sit there and think about what he had done. No boy leaves me on the side of Broadway twice! So far I think I am suffering more than it, since it's been beautiful weather and I can't ride! Oh well I lived to tell another dumb “and then I found 5 dollars” story.