I fear a combination of owning yellow leathers and routinely dying your hair black leaves you woefully under-qualified to offer an opinion in this matter....
{Reminisce...} I remember my friend Andrew's 750 Commando shedding the float bowl from one of its carbs. He found it back up the road but the float spindle and the carb needle weren't to be found, so he fashioned the required bits out of a splint of wood and continued on his way.
That was the Commando for which he wound a new alternator for it from scratch and potted it in resin. He needed the new alternator to power his home made heated grips and the twin Cibies in the Dresda endurance fairing which he modified to keep the wind blast of his hands. That was after the whole bike was rebuilt in a first floor flat facing onto the Meadows in Ediburgh. So if anyone remembers a Commando with a lurid pink Dresda fairing in Edinburgh in 1976 that was it.
Eventually, he took it to France and got so fed up with it breaking down that he sold it to a Frenchman for 1F and hitched home. Those were the days...... {/Reminisce...}
Next week, children, I'll tell you about how I used to have to rebuild the primary drive on my '75 850 MkIII Commando at least twice a week.