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I am getting a bad Magenta fill on BP-70C55. All the other colors are solid fill. There are 18,000 black copies and 55,000 color copies. Machine is almost a year old. I have cleaned contacts on all the drums and developers. I have replaced the magenta drum unit with a brand new complete unit. All optics have been cleaned. When I try to do auto registration I end up with ERROR: DATA_SUB_K_F_2nd 11. I have tried to do the registration thru system settings and thru Sim 50-22. We are using genuine sharp toners. Any ideas would be helpful. Thanks
There was a bulletin relating to developer pull (not sure if this your issue) and to check the blank lamps were in the correct position, this would cause lack of drum quenching and result in low dev quantity.
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There was a bulletin relating to developer pull (not sure if this your issue) and to check the blank lamps were in the correct position, this would cause lack of drum quenching and result in low dev quantity.
Hi
When the developer is out of the unit, he's gone. With 25-02 you fill up with toner for a short time and mix everything well, but the error will come back in the short term.
these machines suck, have gotten a few bad batches. We had to stock up on the new DV units cos we got soo many bad machines straight from sharp. also the fusers suck ass on the BP's
these machines suck, have gotten a few bad batches. We had to stock up on the new DV units cos we got soo many bad machines straight from sharp. also the fusers suck ass on the BP's
You're not wrong. The early fusers are garbage, and Sharp should lower the price on the new ones for a while or something. They're way too expensive for how many problems we have with them. The new ones so far have been fine, but we haven't had a single fuser last to the expected 600k life. Not. Even. Half.
Il toner è originale , ho ordinato il gruppo dv magenta e developer magenta appena mi arrivano li cambio ( nel frattempo è uscito un bollettino che hanno cambiato i gruppo sviluppo).
Il motore che muove il flacone toner funziona
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