They were asking for height, but yeah, you got the time correct. Plugging "t" = 1.24 into one of the original kinematic equations gave a passing height at 17m. And 1.24 + the 2 second time delay, etc…

One of these things is not like the others…

Of course, one mention of "The Stand" and the commentariat Trips all over itself to pun away.

Thanks, I meant it only semi-seriously, but after spending all day pounding my head against simple linear acceleration equations (a ball is thrown upward at 20m/s, 2 seconds later, a rock is thrown upward at 24m/s, when will they pass each other, stuff) and just barely squeaking through the test, by the end of the day…

"You're not a washed up waste of flesh, even though you're chasing your engineering degree with your 30th birthday one week behind you"?

Ronin was exactly where my mind was.

I still prefer seeing a well-driven modern car barely squeak as it runs thru a corner at 90, as opposed to watch a good stunt driver have to pretend he's terrible to toss the rear end out to make the same turn at 40, just with a lot more noise and smoke. I do like seeing that, but knowing he or she is purposely…

A lot of that had to do with the tires. The 1970 Lincoln Continental was the first US production car to come with radials. A lot of the muscle car legend was written in the 80's when guys took their then cheap used cars with new radial tires and were whole seconds faster at the drag strip than they were on the old…

Apart from the upshift issues (I always assumed we just don't see the down shifts for the corners, like in modern flicks where we don't necessarily see a gun get reloaded, but there's nothing to say it happened while the camera wasn't looking) and the 11 hubcaps the Charger loses, this is my favorite car chase ever.…

I got a yuuge Aiwa 3-disc, 2-tape radio/home theater monstrosity 20 years ago I still have hooked up in the bedroom. That sucker could probably eat a bunker-buster and spit it out no worse for wear.

I am the enemy!

The one I have experience with surprisingly doesn't have any problems with door space.

And the interior. An older gentleman in the Corvair club my wife and I are in has one, and the interiors are little depressing beige cocoons of suck.

Off-topic, but I really wish that were true about modern advertising, the gist of is: You suck, you're not fine, will never be fine, but buy our product and you just might be fine!

I'm still scratching my head over what the fuck happened over the past few decades. I know there's some rose-tinted glasses here, but it really seems like as far as diversity goes, the entertainment industry has just smashed itself to pieces trying to get as white as possible, when the country itself is getting less.

It's the lead poisoning in the water table.

…the round-earth conspiracy is maintained by… Let's say, Moe.

Godammit, I couldn't suppress a laugh reading this, now my wife is looking at me with a combination "I hate you, why the fuck are you still awake?!" look.

I came here specifically to shit on this movie, because the new "-ent" trailer ran directly before this one when I went to see Star Wars, and they ran together because I wasn't paying attention. I looked at my wife and said loudly "Do these things ever fucking end?!" right as quiet part hit and the theater burst out…

It happens when a hack writer wants to say "I really, 'get' the military. Nugget is what they call the new guy!"