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400 minus 50£ of shipping minus 10£ of paypal fees; so 340£ for me ... that's so bad ... can't imagine selling the bike this price...
400 is effing cheap...the cranks are worth more than 100?
sell it on ebay if people are going to try and rip you off...it's not worth the trouble..
if he is left with 340 for this? then it's not fair to ask him to sell for that? would you sell it for that?
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I beg to differ, think it's the exact same. Price comparison like that is a bit crude though. I had no clue at the time I sold it (too cheap). Did that because it was my own ride but too flexy for my taste.
George B, the Basso Peter sold was ridiculously cheap? you cannot compare an utter bargain with a high end mishmash gruppo with a near pristine frame?
Peter priced it low because the components were not matched, that along with his legendaryily low prices, just means that the person buying it gets a great deal. It doesn't mean that everything else should then be as cheap as chips...200 odd quid for a basso frame with chrome lugs is on the money.
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I like fly arounds and bad turbulence. The fact that your life is in someone else hands excites me. I've always wondered what it would feel like if a plane was going down. Sitting there knowing that in a few minutes you are probably going to die and can do nothing to stop it..
To be honest, I was an ace flyer before that, My sister worked for BA and during the 90's I lived in spain for a while, I flew very regularly, and was extremely blase about it.
That flight was 5 hours that are indelibly stamped on the fear circuits in my head, we dived at about 45 degrees to the 90...you could tell that the airsteward/esses were abso-fucking-lutely terrified to,
I left a hand shaped sweat print on my partners leg you could have drwan around with a marker pen. I have flown twice once since that day, and have turned down many opportunities not to fly, It was 10 years ago.
I have to say that moment of calm I think you are hyposthesising about...that woah...here we go, better hold on tight...is sort of there, though the sheer noise and vibration,..which is DEAFENING...and the VIBRATION almost make your teeth lose there fillings...
is sort of hard to ignore, is makes you stress..beyond belief.
I have raced cars a little and that point where you leave the track/road...and you have a bit of slow mo as everything starts to change shape and direction...doesn't really happen...
that time dilation only really happens when your body starts producing huge amounts of adrenalin to cope with the impending physical damage...planes don't have that, as you cannt really relate to the ground as you can't see it properly, and as a car crash is over in 10 seconds max...
this plane thing was 5 hours...with a crash sequence that lasted maybe 2 minutes ...we divd toward the tarmac for an eternity as it started to shake it's self to pieces and as we pulled out of the dive the end of the plane at the nose was maybe moving up and down by a foot or more...we were sitting over the wengs and those airframes are flexible...
seeing that much movement and feeling it in time with the engine vibrations ...ahh,..I can't even put it to paper...mental..utterty mental.
I'm not trying to lay it on too thick, though yesterday even trying to cram the amount of stress into the lines available ...if I could have just typed AAHHHFUUUUUCCKKKKK...over and over again, it wouldn't even come close ;}
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I don't need to listen to the insane clown please when I can listen to you.
So, smart ass, did you ever follow the link? ever do any of the experiments...?
oh...you didn't...you're still clattering on here like an empty can.
I don't ask 'what the fuck magnets do', as I know...
Shame you don't.
Back to digging holes then eh?
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dificult to see, but that sea doesnt look that bad*, but the ship is nearly going donw...
we are nothing!!
if Mother Nature wanted to get rid of us, it will take her a split of a sec*I trully belive there are much more worse storms out there, no say that is not bad
I was on a ship like that when we were kids going from portsmouth to st malo in france, iyt was really scary and you could hear all sorts of noise from below deck, my mom and dad took us to the little side corridor with the fixed squab cushion things. after about 30 minutes it stopped but it was fucking terrfiying. We got away with it...the car and the caravan were alright, though on the deck below us a couple of lorries had broken free and crushed about 6 or 7 cars...
even on the channel it can get really, really rough. the duty free shop was literally all over the floor...there wasnt a thing left on the walls, all the space invaders and pinball machines were trashed...
proper mental, that was the first time as a kid I was really really scared, not that stupid crying wailing scared...that utter silence scared that means business...
I have only been as scared once, ...In thailand going to Samui, it was 5 in the after noon...last but one flight...quite clear and bright ...we took off and after 25 minutes the sky had gone purple and we were right in a storm...there was lightneing in the clouds around the plane, thunder, really bad rain, pitch black... a tropical storm...what is a 55 minute flight...took 5 hours...after 2 hours of being shaken all obver the place with turbulence, and the sky lighting around us, thunder, the woman said...we will now be landing in koh samui...and we almost dived .....wooooaaahhh...and the angle wasn't as it should be ...we were literally being held in our seat by the belts...the descent got louder and louder and shaking ...I can't do it justice without writing about a thousand more words...it was a fukcing nightmare...
It was literally screaming with noise and shaking itself to pieces....we almost crashed into the runway, my friends were waiting for us in a jeep...and heard us scrreaming out of the sky with 100 meters of cloud cover...the plane literally popping out of the clousds ....and then as soon as they saw us we went back up out of sight...we buzzed the runway as close as 50ft as he desperately pulled us out of the dive we were in. the whole fucking plane was shaking by about 2ft in every direction, the lockers emptied, the lockers fell apart, the masks fell out, some of the chairs popped out of the floor, the stress on the engines was so much it stalled one of them and then...as we climbed back into the clouds with one engine...we had to go back into the storm and fly back to bangkok with the lightening striking around us and the turbulence dropping us every 30 seconds...with one engine flicking rain at the window...
epic win...after 2 hours back again...he landed the plane and popped a tyre...all these people were going apeshit, and I just wanted to kiss the floor...I was so not angry...the relief ws like nothing...
I have flown light aircraft so I know just how close we were to crashing and just how good a job he did to keep us alive.
so epic fail ...epic win...
anyhow,,.,back to boats...;D..;/
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I'm afraid he got you right in the kisser Wingedangel.
No..
He hasn't, it just appears like that to the ill educated.
Apart from the ion wind, everything else I stand by 1000%.
and He still doesn't know where japseye came from? maybe you should google that for him and get called a cunt?
Besides, what the fuck has that got to do with anything? He gets called a cunt and has to drag up a thread from months agho as he can't think of anything smarter to say?
Kissing my ass, nothing more...
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Have you read your posts on the Conspiracy Theories Thread?
Pot and Kettle.
Yes..
And as I said then...do your homework, moron.
You are still sounding off about shit without knowing the full details...just like you did then...
If you were aware of all the facts and then wanted to slag shit off, then fine...as it is...you don't....you're fucking clueless
Just like now knowing where the term 'japseye' comes from...are you really that dumb as to not know it's origin?
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This is the first time ever that someone has brandished a screw driver at me... Very strange feeling...
I had a guy in a white van threaten to stab me about 2 months ago coming away from stratford down toward the green way, I had shouted at him to 'be careful' as he has gone past me as close as he could, when it wasn't really necessary. (it's a dual carraigeway and I still wonder what made him so angry...that one comment and he was frothing at the mouth.
His preferred weapon of choice was a screwdriver it was just in the dash board, where the radio was, I'm sure many people that drive have a suitably sharp pointy thing ready 'just in case' they have a bit of road rage. When we got to the next set of lights I had caught up with him and thats when he went off on one...
Rather than back off I stepped forward and asked him if it was that clever with all these witnesesses about and he seemed less happy about that, so put it on the seat next to him whilst shouting instead.People are getting worse and worse...the old thing about the rats in a trap is soo true..
People go apeshit at the first instance of you asking them to give you a little room...the simplest request as you are not in a metal cage with an engine and woah...postal...
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Ian, that stretch of road is notorius for taxi drivers and anyone else that is a driver to be an idiot...You get regularly cut up and veered at by any number of drivers. With all the extra stress today I wouldn't have put it past anyone to threaten you with a screwdriver. After all, This is London my friend.
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thats rather funny...considering the level of talent that floats around this forum, these prints aren't all that desirable.
I wish you luck in your endeavours, though to be honest they aren't that attractive or inspiring are they?