and- like most Sears family portraits- they’re looking slightly towards their left.
and- like most Sears family portraits- they’re looking slightly towards their left.
counterpoint- they’re probably 99% Trumpets.
I’ll take spite.
co-worker of mine who’s from Genova says around there they like a spot of limoncello in their espresso from time to time.
it’s more the European imperialistic “we need to replace your culture with ours” thing.
Because, remember, Japan is a tea country.
You never know what’s going to set off a Twitter chain reaction with the ferocity of a hydrogen bomb,
one can only imagine how dejected Murray was after being told “you have to meet bumper standards in order to sell the F1 in the US.”
she responds, “[Why] would day service get him to start talking? It’s the MMS.”
Since it’s open to the rest of the living area,
I get why she doesn’t like it, but she says he set it all up in his office. So what difference does it make that it doesn’t “go with the motif of the rest of the house?” why can’t he have a space that’s his own?
Look at Hamilton’s tire in the first pic. That’s one cord tear away from the entire tread section peeling off and flying away. and pray it doesn’t fly over to where anyone is, they’re heavy enough to cause serious injury.
yep, Rich Ceppos. I remember that column, that’s what was clinking around in my mind.
it’s more that it’s a generation 1 antihistamine, which crosses the blood-brain barrier to cause sedation. I can tell you doxylamine (used in nyquil and OTC sleep aids) knocks me on my ass.
I remember the joke about the 1976 Eldorado, I think it was Car & Driver, “a hood large enough to have its own zip code.”
you’re not getting a star for such an obvious joke
Yes, racing is inherently dangerous. That’s why it wasn’t necessary for F1 to artificially increase the danger. Which is what they did; a tire coming apart at those speeds can be catastrophic.
I think the point is that if races are always a predictable “parade” then maybe try to address the cause of that instead of half-assedly treating a symptom. Especially when your treatment of the symptom is a safety hazard.