About what I expect from computers.
About what I expect from computers.
Looks a lot like what I was doodling in the sketchbook at age 15, except mine had a humongous engine filling that rear space.
The problem is the axial sealing. Where you twist a (big-ass!) thread to compress something soft, and then hope that it will not vibrate off.
Define “weak down low”.
1986, winter.
I don’t have dyslexia, and I had to do a double take to unravel the gibberish. “BZ... BX... X4...wat”
Here is a short description of Yamahas YDIS system:
I have laughed heartily for over two minutes now, and developed a cough.
The cart put 5 hp on only one wheel? It ain’t much power but a cart is light, so it must have made for some capricious handling.
When batteries are so small that they can easily be moved around by hand, swapping makes sense.
When the cost of filling up a tank is very low, efficiency takes a back seat to range. You may as well stash all the batteries you need in there, weight be damned.
I do think that the SRX uses the same carburetor setup as the XT600 I had, because the engine is the same. And the photos on Google supports my assumption.
Kicking a bike is one of those things that make you feel capable and sexy. I miss it.
BMW bikes are known for longevity.
I still lie awake and think of that time when I drove over a red light because the lane to the left of me got green light. Had to stop on the crosswalk and sheepishly wait.
You all are wrong. I guess it is due to excessive exposure that you diss it and figure that the grass is greener on the other side, but the best sound is the wet flopping of a low-compression pushrod V8 and you know it.
I want my digital crap in my handheld device and for my car to roll. That is its purpose.
Broken editor is broken.
This winter my car would not start. The starter motor happily swung the crank around, but no VROOM. After a dozen tries, it started to get tired so I clipped on my wossname this thing, which gave it some pep back for another couple of failed attempts.
I suffer from cognitive dissonance, because I viscerally agree with you by principle.