This is similar to mine, but with a crib sheet. All the information that one needs but ordered in such a way that the vital bits are the ones you absorb first. I have the tach and speedo the other way round band some warning lights. This is less distracting than the Ford one in my opinion. I am reminded of the Saab…
What, the biggest nuclear waste facility in the world bit? Glow in the dark orange.
My work does not need a local outbreak of a virus to shut down, a local outbreak of “that’s a funny looking bird/squirrel/cat demanding attention....”
I think you might hate me a bit after this. My kitchen is only five years old, I installed most of it myself but the Aga and the Falcon were professionally installed, the counters are either 4 inch ash or zinc with adjustable stainless steel legs and racking beneath on a non-slip poured composite floor. The Belfast…
My Peugeot pepper grinder is still in daily use, it was a wedding present. My parents wedding, in 1958.
I am getting on a plane, all on my own, so I can show off its shiny new paint job to all the people who paid for it,
It has a musical equivalent,
This is the same government whose big plan for reopening the economy is recommend everyone goes to the pub. The reasoning being that if everyone is rat-arsed they wil not notice what a bunch of twits we have in charge.
Er, yes, and they feel frighteningly close together. A manual one of these is a scary thing. The automatic is terrifying.
From Time Magazine online,
UMM, ummm, , er
One has to understand the geometry of leading link fork construction, but that is the least of your troubles, The bigger physics question comes very rapidly upon one, and then the oddness of small steering inputs becomes someone else’s problem. Slowing the thing down is not so easy.
I will pass,