The muffler went off again. This time on our way back from Downtown. We stopped on an abandoned gas station, had a cigarette and waited for it to cool down.
Then all three of us "took turns - getting down and dirty - doing our thing". Joao first (the specialist), then KT ( the experienced) and then me (the virgin). Three wires applied - one for each of us.
Muffler is a b**** but in the end of the day a man's got to do what a man's got to do - wire it up and move on.