Muskrat.

I think Muttons is just probing.

Mark Mustang Lincoln.

Well, classic car beauty all really boils down to trapezoids and teardrops. XKE? Fancy Teardrops. 250SWB? Burly Teardrops. Triumph Spitfire? Plain Teardrops. 250GTO? EXTRA EXTRA FANCY Teardrops.

There as a Forza game a few years ago that allowed a Carlton engine in a S1 or S2 Esprit. Then of course you stickered “Powered by Carlton” on the sides in a saucy font, blissful in the knowledge that a mortal mechanic would have an easier time putting that engine on the moon than in the back of an Esprit.

I just came across that clip a few months ago, and it made me say “wow” too. That video also reminds of how big a Beaver actually is and/or how big an aircraft has to be to do real “flying pickup truck” duty.

For further reading on the subject, take a look at this article from the great aviation writer Bud Davisson from the back-issues of Air Progress. Like all Davisson’s articles, it’s fantastic.

I’m sure ma homey clear-prop can tell’s’ya it’s also a part of tha C-Plane Lyfe, yo, as seen in this video with tha mad stylings of DJ DeHavvy Beev’ instead’o tha Cri-Cri, yo. Land-based seaplane service A&P centers is WHACK!

What does it look like when it’s normal? CP at 40k.

Concur.

Upon reflection, I realized I’d conflated some elements of rules of evidence and procedure with criminal law, and the above post is rubbish. I really feel dumb, and should know better. That is all.  

Mr. Comstock, I believe you are referring to Illinois Criminal Code section 14, and you’ve done a fine job of explaining it here and defending your analysis, but this matter would be handled in civil court.

American here. Can confirm “typical Americans.” 

“I have to begin this by saying that I don’t think about the McLaren F1 much anymore . . . [because] it’s just not relevant to my workaday life.”

Agreed. Why wouldn’t you use your foot? It and the shifter are both right there.

Man has a Right to Skip Gears.

I think it’s time old Joe set some of you straight on the facts of life, and I’ll give it to you straight:

Concur. 

Shame. 

B-hole confirmed.