Fork hell.

Oh yeah, why I needed the serial number for the Legend. So I had to buy a new fork cap, as I am dumb. The front wheel was slowly wobbling in turns, so I'm trying a few things to try to fix it. I realized that the fork oil was at least 10 years old, so I started to pull the front end apart, also with the intention of replacing the headlight mounting tube rubber bits. These must have bit designed with english summers in mind, since the SoCal heat basically turned these rubber mounts into a combination of chewing gum and play-doh. Also, although there's some pad on them still, I figured I'd so the brake pads as well. Anyway, I took a fork apart, drained the oil (STANK!) refilled it off of the bike and started to reassemble. This is not a one-man job (at least for a novice,) but what could go wrong? Answer: I cross-threaded the fork cap trying to compress the spring and screw it on at the same time. BTW, I *had* read that this is a two-man job, I'm just fucking stupid sometimes. So when my fork cap arrives, I'm going to try a recommended method of doing it off the bike, with one person holding down the fork cap, while the other person rotates the sliding tube to try to attack it.