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'm always there to help, especially if there's some airtime fiull of ads in it. It had all started when Turbo had seen an add for a cheap Morgan knock-off and figured they could carry four cannisters of napalm if they supercharged the Rotax to suit the high altitudes. So they went to Dave Marles with the plans and a glowing endorsement from OTRecreational, Chung Ling. Dave could see no further than how good these would be operating from the new subs due in 40 years time, so he ordered a couple of hundred. They arrived a couple of days later in cardboard cartons and as Dave undid the shrink wrap on the first pack an instruction sheet fell out. It was printed in 1 pt font, in 63 languages, but not English. That didn't stop Dave; he was from Geelong, but ........

.....managed to get her into the Mustang and give her some chewing gum. It was about 1 pm the next day that CT noticed the black smoke from the D7 had died away and the ripper was siting up higher (A trained D7 Operator like Turbo would have picked that up during the morning) This was a sure sign that the tynes had word out. CT raised the ripper and started scratching the dirt off with a shovel; the tines has completely worn out in 5 hours of operation. Since OT had given him 5 years warranty on the tynes Ct started unbolting them ready to take photos. His eye fell on the brand; in place of CAT, it read "888 Gold and Treasure Co, Xuen." CT picked up the shotgun, got into the Mustang, and five km out of DG was pulled over by the Highway Patrol. "Good afternoon" said the Officer "Do you have any reason for exceeding the speed limit by 55 km/hr?" CT started to cry and told him what OT had done to the CAT. "On your way then Sir" the Officer said "and give him an extra charge from me" and they talked Ford for the next half hour. When CT finally arrived in Onesville, WA he held the ripper tyne up and attempted to ram it down OT's throat, but it snapped in half and they both started to laugh.........

......and of course by definition, One Track is the collection of sprockets, rollers and grousers on one side of a bulldozer and from there ......

".........very sore after lifting 25 D7s on to the old Bedford, I'm thankfull I'd read that ancient book and learnt how they did it when they built their home from giant rocks." Both Cappy and Turbo knew that this wasn't the day to question OT, and they knew about the wrath of a WA high flier from being there the day Bob Hawke said to Alan Bond, "Im not going to give you $13 million taxpayer funds for a fool's errand like that har,har,ha OW!, you little XXXX!!!!", and the rest is history. This morning, hoping for a new day, new mood Turbo served Cappy with some fresh Corn Flakes and Cappy put a shot of Glenfiddoch in OT's hot milk. The air was electric and wasn't in need of a charging station any time soon [topical reference], and into this delicate situation stomped.......

....episode of nervous tension, it's when the great Albert Einstein gets confused about his lines. He of course wasn't a King and never wanted to be, but since, at the age of 3 weeks he had told his mother to get off the booze because she was only giving him 13/16 of the milk he needed to grow fast he had always wanted to push the boundaries of mathematics, or as some people say Matematics. It was in Grade 1 when his teacher said "Now kiddies, we are going to learn today that one and one makes two" and little Al had said "Not always" that people knew he had a gift, or more precisely the teacher rushed into the staff room at morning tea time and slammed the kettle onto the table, yelling "that XXXXXX Einstein kid is correcting me again!" These deep thoughts had been started by a bad batch of vindaloo, and Cappy was thinking it was lucky that Bombay No3 curry hadn't been on the menu, when OT walked in, threw his Chinese 888 jacket on the floor, kicked off his No 8 tennis shoes with the yellow soles, flung his Temu watch into the spittoon, and would have taken off his Pleasant Dreams jocks if Turbo hadn't calmed him down with some genuine New Delhi whiskey. Cappy approached him cautiously and asked "..............

Bunnings. Very good question, I'm hitting the books now.

........the achievements of Benjamin Franklin, Nigel Farage, Albo Einstein and our own AHlocks on the grounds that none of these were digital people who use AI, or copilot. Ahlocks should be taken out of this equation (see photos of Albo's blackboard), because he still reads social media 14 hours a day, but Mrs AHlocks took his keyboard off him 7 years ago and the great man has been silenced ever since. Turbo had been talking about this to Albo at a Matematics Convention in Las Vegas, and Albo ran his fingers through his ample white hair and said "......................

.....this could lead to digititis, and issue in computers where there was too much keyboarding, which overloaded the digital system and led to .....

There is a long thread on this subject on the site including the different g loads in turns (so there's no point in thinking a single speed is all you need to know; you'll just fall into a stall on a steeper turn and so on; but the biggest consensus was on your suggestion about going for specific training on unusual attitudes/upset recovery and several people did the training and swore by it.

....left digit; a sure sign that he had been......

RC Aircraft. There's a film on a kid who built one about 40 years ago. Scaling up is the problem.

.....atreum. Turbo had been a Junior News Spotter at hthe Bombay Journal before he signed up for the Khyber and now he remembered there was a controversial lawsuit about a Hindi who had used a similar beard to entice ............

Good information. I learnt the hard way trying to do a 90 deg turn in a Chipmunk. If the instructor hadn't been on board I would have drilled it into the ground, having no idea of what was happening. Haven't spent the need to demonstrate the 90 deg turn like my uncle demonstrated to me.

With ATSB on the scene that comment probably wasn't necessary, but with police at the scene first they may have declared a "crime scene" which doesn't imply that a crime has been committed, just preserves the scene better and more formally, and that may have triggered the Crime Stoppers requesyt which is the formal way police ask for information from public witnesses and filter it to free up police time. Witness calls to Crime Stoppers would flow to ATSB when they get involved just like evidence from first responders.

....named Mosul, given a Drifter [avref] and had the job of impersonating a Recreational Flyer who had drifted off course, couldn't find his way back because the GPS battery was flat and the spare GPS battery was flat. The enemy would usually have a laugh and let him go. Turbo would then fly the route home dropping gin bottles, and Cappy would show up right on track for the runway every time. Not many people know that Cappy has a photographic memory and is a displayed artist of some not so there was no need to bring a camera and Turbo would just infiltrate among the enemy in the danger zone borrowing cigarettes from them as he moved through clarifying great spots for the artillery to lob ordnance. It was a good system; Turbo would pinch a bike and back to the lines, the artillery would wipe out the enemy and the British Commandos would run in, clap their hands to scare any laggers and claim another victory. One dark night though an enemy soldier caught the whiff or the aftermath of Cappy's evening feed of mosuls and grabbed him by the ..........

From memory about 3 people on this site over the years reported that 2 had failed and they'd winged it to get home. In many cases, such as eastern Victoria, it wouldn't make much difference. In other cases the lead you need for the second GPS you've never had to use could be at home. Even that wouldn't be a problem most of the time because you would have a pretty good idea of where the key towns were. But one guy who used to boast about modern equipment on this site got lost ....in a helicopter.

.......breakfast in the Uighur Mountains in his youth. He mentioned this to Cappy and said he had come away with a gin addiction and from that moment nothing was too much trouble for Chairman Xi. They disappeared to the Observation deck Cappy had built for the CIA and Chairman Xi frowned slightly, but then they disappeared for a week and chits were sent down, meals and gin sent up, gin bottles thudded onto the Spratly grass, and they decided what they would get Albo to do. Not many people know that Albo was a Commando in the British Army during Gulf 1. Of course they weren't up to the standard of the Marines, but Albo was very handy with a knife in the back and ..........

......inadvertently stepped into the most lucrative rackets in the Country, where the judges would meet in a pub and decide who was going to win this one, and what the suckers were going to pay. These were the people you'd see down at the airport polishing their half million dollar Sportcruisers. Turbo designed more or less an electronic gumball maching where you'd touch on wiuth your AMEX Card, and then type in the problem and details of the prick that had crossed your path, and the screen would show a video of Judge Judy, the machine would click a few times, then say "Sorry we lost" and fifty bucks would be charged to the credit card. Same disappointment, but you still had your house. So Turbo sold the system to Cappy for $3.9 million, and they both ensured Cappy's identity remained secret. The money that flowed in built twin mansions where the old bungalow used to be in the Spratleys, and the parties became legend until Chairman Xi showed up one night and .............

It's troll time again by the look of it.

....members of the Judicial Workers Federation, which has always had a low profile, quietly dispensing their justice from the days of Captain Cook. They were beginning to fell they'd dispensed a little too much justice to Dan when ......

.....the original intent but the Court was now stacked with Judges all from Wangaratta and the Wang Bowls Club lawn was growing weed..................

.........his wife who had just driven through a fence to avoid ...........

Most private drones, even the bigger ones would be blown out of the way or flicked off by an RPT aircraft; more information needed.

True, but the track and heights of this VH registered aircraft don't indicate aerobatics, but the common killer; sighteeing and/or getting photos of homesteads. The aircraft is flown low - 500 feet agl is a good height for a standard camera lense.....and also the minimum legal flight level, and most people about to take photos are not focused on a suitable height for a stall. The pilot starts out with a shallow enough turn but the person with the camera is shouting "CLOSER!" "CLOSER!!!" "Stay there!, I've just about got it!" and the pilot gets tighter and tighter until the aircraft lets go. I'm not saying this is what's happened here and with ATSB investigating, their decision will be based on a lot more actual evidence, but I don't see any evidence here of beat ups straight over the houses or aerobatic displays, just multiple turns above the properties which I've done lots of times. It's normal to rev the engine or give some other pre-arranged signal, because people on the land are prone to saying afterwards that they didn't see you, and "Oh yeah a plane went over the house about that time." If you want to avoid a similar accident to this, don't do the circling bit, come straight in towards the property, offset so the person with the camera can get a good shot, climb out. That was you have a clean, stable 500 - 600' camera pass and your turns are similar to circuit turns. Passenger needs a shot from another angle? From your shallow turn at higher altitude drop down to camera height and fly another straight line towards the new view requested. Another way to avoid this is what I do - hire an Instructor and do a 15 minute brief before the flight: the Instructor is in the LH Seat, he/she is PIC at all times and responsible for height, other traffic etc. I point to where I want to shoot once we descend to photo level, and it's optional for the PIC to abort. We then just fly on and come come round in a cloverleaf for a second attempt. In a pre-planned 1 hour flight I get roughly 40 good shots, a few fuzzy ones, and about three go rounds resulting in good shots. We haven't spoken over the photo area and when we land the Instructor is happy and I'm happy.

.......talk of the DG Pub when he clean missed the red bunny, who walked in shortly after, glowering and ordering a bottle of Glenfiddoch which he proceeded to down a glass at a time as he told anyone who cared that someone had tried to shoot him. "Well you look like a rabbit in that red gear", an old man who hadn't recognised him drawled, and Dan threw his glass at him, missing and collecting CT on the nose, which started to bleed profusely. CT threw a blood-soaked chair at Dan which bruised him on the coxic. Mrs Dan, waiting outside in the car listening to gaelic music, heard the noise and rushed in, belting the old man with a knock out blow. Skye, the barmaid who had arms as big as Dan's thighs belted Mrs Dan in the face, disfiguring her. Dan, with lightning speed dropped one on Skye, but Skye had been faster and had him securely by the nuts. "Do you kow who I am!!!!" screamed Dan, but CT chuckled and said "Brer Rabbit?" At this stage the local Highway Patrol, standing in for Protective Services rolled in and started arresting people. Sergeant Doubtfire immediately sided with Skye after getting the secret signal. Constable Alastair Pritchard from Wangaratta recognised Dan and sided with him, switching off his body cam and wading into the old man and Skye, who nonchalantly grabbed his nuts with the other hand and started doing the stomp on the dance floor. Mrs Dan went for Sky'e eyes, an unprovoked assault, an an old woman from Craigieburn knocked her out with her gin bottle. In the Court hearing afterwards Dan gave evidence that they'd just dropped in for a counter tea, had a great time listening to the band and enjoyed the meat pies. Mrs Dan complimented the hotel on the wonderful floral arrangements. But the old man laid charges and .........