Rural England, apparently.

So you’re not saving any money on physical locks/keys and you’re adding a bunch of electronic shit that’ll break and/or provide unknown cyber attack surface. You still have to carry the physical key with you everywhere (or schedule all your emergency events to happen at home where the key is stored) so you’re not…

I think these guys work for an American company now.

I was on a conference call with some software vendor once, and the pre-sales technical guy got on the phone and introduced himself as Michael Hunt. Luckily, I’m really fast on the mute switch so he didn’t hear the conference room I was in erupt in laughter.

Stef’s ridden on the passenger seat on my Grom. She survived.

But wait, there’s more! Apparently “lit” doesn’t mean drunk or high any more. Now it might mean “extremely cool” so if someone is promising video of a lit baby, it may not be what you expect.

THAT is the fucked up part. He HAS the video on a computer already. Instead of clipping out the piece and uploading it, he pointed his phone at the screen and made a shitty cell phone video. WTF?

Mrs. Shoe Pilot has an all-electric commute. If she has to travel to WilCo or something, she’ll use a little gas, but southern hinterlands to downtown and back is no sweat.

At that water depth, yes. However, I was once making a deliberate, measured crossing of some not-anywhere-near-that-deep water and some asshat in an H2 blasted past and pushed my car into the curb with his wave and wall-o-water splash.

I’m sitting in my office at an F1 track (in Texas, no less) right now. We’re hosting a MotoGP race today at 2pm. I don’t see a prayer anywhere on the schedule. That doesn’t mean there won’t be one, just that I don’t see it on the schedule.

I think that actual wing mirrors are attached to the fenders (“wings” in UK-speak) and not to the door. Like this:

I’ve seen some pretty epic Euro. There was a guy in the Media Center yesterday in bright orange pants wearing a blazer and a scarf.

Be honest, the closest major high-speed oval hasn’t been in good repair since you were in diapers, best case.

Superior Cog

Get yourself a proper nut-fucker and tighten that energy up!

The models seem to be missing their arm straps. If something had gone horribly wrong, they’d be missing their arms, or at very least the fingers that got ground off as the roll hoop skid along the track surface.

Ain’t nobody got money for that.

You were definitely not the only one. I’m just saying the race director (not a marshal) made a “what the hell is going on with photographers jumping into the pit lane?” comment when he saw a bunch of folks do it on CCTV.

Re: burnout marks in pit lane photo - Race director saw you jump out into pit lane to get the shot and commented. He was not impressed.