The Russian strike jet was destroyed by an AIM-120 AMRAAM missile, an air-to-air weapon fired by an F-16.
The Russian strike jet was destroyed by an AIM-120 AMRAAM missile, an air-to-air weapon fired by an F-16.
That’d be the witchcraft between camera shutter speed and rotor RPM.
That’s some downright reckless trigger discipline right there. Come on Magnum, get your shit together before they revoke your PI license!
Swan Pond utterly terrified me, and permanently changed the way I approach and think about bodies of water in the Boston wasteland.
From everything I’ve read on multiple news sites (Guardian, NYT, Reuters, etc), the jihadists had explosive vests, grenades and automatic rifles. The current narrative says the raid went to tear down the heavily reinforced door, and the gunfight started immediately. The the initial firefight was said to last for at…
Yes. Any hit to the head that hard means a trip to the hospital; brain bleeds and spinal issues can have a delayed presentation in some circumstances. Being a professional fighter doesn’t make someone any less vulnerable. Responsible healthcare professionals would mandate an injury assessment and observation at the…
Yeah, because only a total loser would walk away from potential brain injuries and the general, progressive destruction of one’s own body for focusing on acting and other pursuits...
Don’t forget calling the police on the mother who -gasp- let her kids play outside unsupervised!
Viva America, the most exceptional police state in the world!
My dad sold his ragtop Beetle for a Rabbit back in the early 80s, in Southern Maine. Those old VWs were a hell of a lot of fun, until the damn road salt killed 90% of them.
Indeed. Spent many evenings of my childhood doing silly things out the rolled-down back window of wood sided station wagons on our way home from baseball and whatever else. Rear facing jumpseats were an absolute blast. Just a small piece of my fond memories of the ‘80s...
Man, I have soooo many memories of riding in third row seats like that as a kid. It was the “kid preferred” way to get home from Little League baseball, town soccer and basketball/hockey games. Hanging out those huge, roll-down rear windows at 35-50 mph was a blast. Viva 1980s!
Came for this, was not disappointed.
IIRC, the tail boom houses an APU and the drag chute. The rear facing radar arrangement was only built on a test aircraft.