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Its an International. Of Course it will be happy playing in dirt.
He will claim that the Lamborghini was at fault. He had originally purchased the car with the understanding that it would burst into flame, preventing him from driving under the influence; that it failed to do so is not his liability but that of VW (who are also poisoning our air.)
Drones are merely a platform, a remotely/autonomously operated aircraft with a different mission profile than what has been previously available. What the drone platform really has done, I would argue, is enable a new wave of experimentation in aircraft design, materials, powerplant, comms, sensors, etc., than has…
Because for the seeming majority of hobbyists and manufacturers, the hybrid was intended only to decrease fuel consumption. While of great interest for hyper milers and relevant for commuters, it made for a very boring product to the traditional motorsports crowd. In the last few years though, new high energy density…
My mom has never been a good driver; poor situational awareness, doesn’t look ahead past the car in front of her, has no ability to anticipate what the light ahead might do, or what the drivers around her might do, and zero understanding of what a blind spot is. She doesn’t like the experience, and has never been…
All that is missing is an 8-bit pair of sunglasses descending from off-camera...
I wondered how Ford was going to make the Mustang worse-looking. Now I know.
It was a time-traveling 959 at Roswell in 1947.
The sound of this series is unearthly, something I enjoy almost more than the racing itself; delicious harmonics and note transitions, compounding sine waves instead of the square wave sounds from ICE’s.
That is almost pornographic...ought to have at least given a NSFW warning.
Termites, too.
Oh Flori...wait, where?
What, you expected them to be primitives and put the trumpets up where people can see them?
The polymer bells are lighter, don’t dent nearly as easily, and for field use (as opposed to formal concerts) do not especially affect the tone.
One of the few positive memories I have of high school was marching band; field show, like this, not so much parade band. Very nearly the only extra-curricular activity that wasn’t regulated to death with all the fun stripped away by school administration.
Just remember, as we are frequently assured by certain writers on Gizmodo, This is better...somehow...than cars.
Now I need to watch the movies again, and dream of my “ ‘65 Mustang on a diesel Yukon chassis” hippie-terrorizing machine.
Speaking as someone who has their disk copies of CoD I rattling around, the one when the setting was WWII and I could be a BAR whore and hate magnet with an MG-42 (“No, I’m not hacking. Don’t Need to. You and your team just suck ass.”), this has me somewhat...surprised.