Mitsubishi Lancer Evo 9 rally car. AWD and close to 300hp off the showroom floor. I think what happened here is the front wheels were turned to the left. Cars used to have to be on the dyno in Ontario for emissions testing, there were a few accidents until people learned to keep the front wheels pointed dead ahead and restrain the car with a pair of lateral restraints at the front to prevent it going sideways. Al_in_Ottawa
Not sure that is spinner or simply a very high power voice coil set to a 5,000 hertz sine wave. The vibration would split anything on the hardened barb.
#6 reminds me of this During a Monday Night Football telecast, a television camera beamed a sideline shot of 6'5", 265-pound Otis Sistrunk's steaming bald head to the nation. That, along with the Raiders’ listing of his educational background in the team program as "U.S. Mars” (shorthand for United States Marine Corps), prompted ABC commentator and ex-NFL player Alex Karras to suggest that the extraterrestrial-looking Sistrunk's alma mater was the "University of Mars." [Surprised to find out it was Karras that said this. Always thought it was John Madden].
Playing football in high school, I would lean my head back, and the steam would pour out of my neck of my jersey, just like that. My senior year, due to the Carter years, and the money crunch, we had to play our home games on Saturday afternoon, to avoid running the lights. On our homecoming, just for the heck of it, I stepped on the scale before we headed out for the first half. After the game, I did the same. I had lost 11 pounds, during an entire game, in 70 some degree heat. The only time I ever got a break was when we were kicking off. I was in the game for the rest of the time, and so seldom got a water/Gatorade break. So I lost 11 pounds of water in around 2 hours. I know that many would like to say it cannot be done, but I am telling you, I did it. My junior year, I was not in such good of shape and ended up with a number of injuries. Never anything that kept me from playing, but enough to cause me to sometimes miss the rest of a game. Like torn ligaments in my back, a couple of concussions a broken toe, and a hip pointer. The torn ligaments in my back were the worst, because my coach put a hot pack on my back, which was a thick layer of gauze over the top of a type of jellied liniment, then taped in place. I was playing center that year, and the first few plays the liniment, brand name of atomic balm, started to melt, and run down the crack of my ass. I could not wait until half time, when we ran to our locker room, where I could get rid of that crazy thing that had been lighting my tailfeathers for 24 minutes by the clock. You can bet that I let my coach know not to do that again. Of course, he thought the entire incident was funny. I thought it was like putting out a road flare with my ass. The hip pointer, that was the weirdest one. I threw a cross body block on a guy, knocked him out of the play, and then got up started to our huddle and made it half way, and suddenly I collapsed, unable to move a step further. It honestly took that long before the pain hit me, but when it did, bam, it felt like a sledge hammer hit me on the side of my pelvis. The funny thing is, the guy that I blocked was one of the guys that I had competed against for 4 years in football, baseball, track, wrestling. I ran into him about 20 years ago, he is a pastor for a church here in my city. That is one of the cool things about smaller schools competing against each other in sports and other things, like band competition, etc. After a few years, you get to know them, and become friends with a number of them. Even if you are in very serious competition against them, after the game is over, you shake hands with them and can be friendly with them, even if you are a winner or loser of the big game. That is what high school sports is meant to be.
#5: Anybody remember the film of "Galloping Gertie" taken back in the 40's or 50's. It was a bridge in Washington state as I recall that undulated when the wind blew... film had the bridge inspector's car parked on the suspension bridge as it "galloped" ... huge harmonic wave. #10: Now that's a dog!
ReplyDelete# 3 Dyno run, wrong gear ???
Insufficient restraint straps as well..
DeleteFour door ricer with a shopping cart push handle. The owner probably strapped it down themselves.
DeleteThey didn't realize it was AWD....
DeleteMitsubishi Lancer Evo 9 rally car. AWD and close to 300hp off the showroom floor. I think what happened here is the front wheels were turned to the left.
DeleteCars used to have to be on the dyno in Ontario for emissions testing, there were a few accidents until people learned to keep the front wheels pointed dead ahead and restrain the car with a pair of lateral restraints at the front to prevent it going sideways.
Al_in_Ottawa
Which bridge is number 5?
ReplyDeleteThat's a big dog!
ReplyDeleteLooks like part Saint Bernard.
Delete#7...where can I get one?
ReplyDeleteNo idea but he's best zip that jacket up before he leans over too far and gets wrapped up.
DeleteSearch "spindle log splitter" and you'll see many options.
DeleteNot sure that is spinner or simply a very high power voice coil set to a 5,000 hertz sine wave. The vibration would split anything on the hardened barb.
Delete#6 reminds me of this
ReplyDeleteDuring a Monday Night Football telecast, a television camera beamed a sideline shot of 6'5", 265-pound Otis Sistrunk's steaming bald head to the nation. That, along with the Raiders’ listing of his educational background in the team program as "U.S. Mars” (shorthand for United States Marine Corps), prompted ABC commentator and ex-NFL player Alex Karras to suggest that the extraterrestrial-looking Sistrunk's alma mater was the "University of Mars."
[Surprised to find out it was Karras that said this. Always thought it was John Madden].
Playing football in high school, I would lean my head back, and the steam would pour out of my neck of my jersey, just like that.
DeleteMy senior year, due to the Carter years, and the money crunch, we had to play our home games on Saturday afternoon, to avoid running the lights. On our homecoming, just for the heck of it, I stepped on the scale before we headed out for the first half. After the game, I did the same. I had lost 11 pounds, during an entire game, in 70 some degree heat. The only time I ever got a break was when we were kicking off. I was in the game for the rest of the time, and so seldom got a water/Gatorade break. So I lost 11 pounds of water in around 2 hours.
I know that many would like to say it cannot be done, but I am telling you, I did it. My junior year, I was not in such good of shape and ended up with a number of injuries. Never anything that kept me from playing, but enough to cause me to sometimes miss the rest of a game. Like torn ligaments in my back, a couple of concussions a broken toe, and a hip pointer.
The torn ligaments in my back were the worst, because my coach put a hot pack on my back, which was a thick layer of gauze over the top of a type of jellied liniment, then taped in place. I was playing center that year, and the first few plays the liniment, brand name of atomic balm, started to melt, and run down the crack of my ass. I could not wait until half time, when we ran to our locker room, where I could get rid of that crazy thing that had been lighting my tailfeathers for 24 minutes by the clock.
You can bet that I let my coach know not to do that again. Of course, he thought the entire incident was funny. I thought it was like putting out a road flare with my ass.
The hip pointer, that was the weirdest one. I threw a cross body block on a guy, knocked him out of the play, and then got up started to our huddle and made it half way, and suddenly I collapsed, unable to move a step further. It honestly took that long before the pain hit me, but when it did, bam, it felt like a sledge hammer hit me on the side of my pelvis.
The funny thing is, the guy that I blocked was one of the guys that I had competed against for 4 years in football, baseball, track, wrestling. I ran into him about 20 years ago, he is a pastor for a church here in my city. That is one of the cool things about smaller schools competing against each other in sports and other things, like band competition, etc. After a few years, you get to know them, and become friends with a number of them. Even if you are in very serious competition against them, after the game is over, you shake hands with them and can be friendly with them, even if you are a winner or loser of the big game. That is what high school sports is meant to be.
Beat me to it, Dave. I remember that broadcast well.
Delete#2 playing kneel young music
ReplyDeleteplaying kneel notsoyoung music
ReplyDelete#1 TSA training, #2 Kneel Young the early days...same as the later years.
ReplyDeleteHow does #7 work? Massive vibration?
ReplyDelete#7 That's a pretty nifty lookin' log splitter, there. I'm guessing it's a cone with a screw thread?
ReplyDelete#7 Vlad Tepes comes to mind.....
ReplyDeleteFirst thing I thought of. But it does look safer on first glance than a lot of the other harebrained log splitting schemes on the interwebz.
DeleteWTF is the point of #8? How to ruin an Audi? I've always heard to avoid the used ones, may this is why.
ReplyDelete#5: Anybody remember the film of "Galloping Gertie" taken back in the 40's or 50's. It was a bridge in Washington state as I recall that undulated when the wind blew... film had the bridge inspector's car parked on the suspension bridge as it "galloped" ... huge harmonic wave.
ReplyDelete#10: Now that's a dog!
That was the Tacoma Narrows bridge. Used to be shown at most Engineering Schools. I saw it back in '74.
DeleteBack in the day I inherited my older sister’s Audi and sure enough the sunroof leaked and the door handles broke.
ReplyDeleteWhat kind of dog is that??
ReplyDeleteLooks like it is part Saint Bernard.
DeleteCentral Asian Shepherd Dog
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