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F-35, proof that pigs fly. An entire airplane made of pork.

Now it needs some engines from this century.

Another vote for the replicar in Seattle, or in my home tiwn Kailua-Kona, Fibreglas. Everything I would enjoy in a retired-to-the-islands car is epitomized in the fake Porsche, but ... you can't carry two people and their surfboards.

Thanks Chris, I've heard of the single-blade prop, but never seen one before. This is my favorite kind of flying. We've owned an Aeronca 7AC Champ, and a Spezio Sport (aka TuHoler), so I've hand-propped hundreds of times, but never from the rear, floatplane style.

Hey F&R, you have perfectly demonstrated why so many folks west of the Hudson refer to your citizenry as 'Massholes!'.

I've no argument with you there. I've been petitioning Subaru for over a decade to build us a replacement for the Brat, or better yet, a Subaru-based 'Jeep', to use the generic.

How American competition works:

Please, do not insult yhe venerable and much beloved Subaru Brat (or Brumby, if youʻre fown under). It is NOT a Brat, it is a slightly warmed-over Honda Ridgeline

The 1940s - 1950s Air Force I grew up in was far different than today's service, happily for me. F'rinstance. We lived on Clark AFB on Luzon in the Philippines in '53, '54, and my Dad was command pilot in B-29s. Us kids could not only go out on the ramp, Dad on more than one occassion let me sit in the plane during

I love the creeping around the corner dragging the accordianed roof sheet metal. Lokks like a bad dog try to sneak away with it's tail between it's legs.

BMW has the 'Bangle Butt', Scion now has the Kardashian butt.

Finally, someone has designed a car uglier than the Leaf!

I guess they thought it was a drive-theu restaurant.

Early fifties Dodge Power Wagon. I had a flatbed version of this with PTO drum winch and all. Loveed that truck.

Split-window VW bug, early fifties.

Full-size spare in matching rim/tire.

Back in the early 1980's I lived in Tucson, AZ, and shared a Cessna 150 straight-tail with a friend. We stripped and polished the entire plane, and it was gleaming aluminum except for flat-black anti-glare on the upper cowl, and red nosebowl, wing and tail tips. This was the height of the double-nickle malaise, and we

Titanium bathtub protecting pilot and avionics, dual ouboard engines with frangible struts and self-sealing just about every fluid system, dual rudders (and it has returned with one side blown clear off), as well as on half a wing on one side. Doesn't sound that vulnerable to me.

Need zebra stripes.

Whereas, in the 2CV, ONE CAN SIMPLY STICKS ONE's left foot out the drivers door, and drag the car to a stop!