Here in NY we have a detailed inspection required. My KLR inspection was this:
He Held the front brake, saw the light came on.
Verified the rear turn signals worked.
Placed the inspection sticker on my left fork while saying "You know you need a rear tire, right?"
Shortest safety inspection I ever had: Needed to answer only one question, "Where do you want the sticker?"
CAUTION: Aimless, irrelevant anecdote follows; if offended, avert your eyes!
About chain slack. As safety inspector for a 100 + rider rally, I checked out a participant rode up on a Versys 650; paddock stand bungeed onto his rear rack. His drive chain was tighter than one might imagine while sober and of sound mind. I offered to help him adjust the tension, on a time-available basis; no dice from this dude. Then, I pointed him down vendor's row, where several dealership technicians with tools on hand were available; still, he's not havin' any chain slack adjustment on his bike.
I wouldn't pass the bike; if he rode the rally, it was as an "outlaw," no registration/waiver/number, and for that matter, insurance. Management didn't want disabling malfunctions on remote trails, stressing sweep and evacuation resources.
Next year; same guy showed up; bike in similar condition. This time, rally headquarters was located only a few miles from the largest motorcycle dealer in the region, staffed and ready to service any rally rider needing repair or adjustment. Still, this dude wouldn't touch or permit others to work on his bike; again, I "black-flagged" his safety inspection.
A group picture was taken of all the participants on the headquarters campground; this guy wouldn't participate, because: He said he worked for the CIA, and thus couldn't permit any image.
Honda used to say, "You meet the nicest people on a Honda." I'd say, "You sometimes meet the weirdest
people on motorcycles!"
P.S. Nice bike, Maverick! As once was said as a compliment regarding motor vehicles in Southern California; "Very sanitary!"