Quote from Kid222 :

What is this? Some kind of joke page?:uglyhamme

clearly. Unfortunately, Americans don't even care enough about road racing to work up any sort of anger towards it

effin hilarious though.

some of it looks really good. Turn 1 could be a real signature turn, some nice flowing track from 3-8, and 9 and 10 look pretty hairy with the elevation changes... Turn 11 into the long hilly straight could make some good passing.

I don't know about turn 12 on though...too Tilke for me. And the tributes to Istanbul and Hockenheim make me want to puke. I don't want a tribute of a track, I want a track that is iconic and unique and American, not a cheap copy of iconic, unique Turkish and Geman tracks...

but if I didn't know it was a copy of Hockenheim, I would probably like that part... actually I kinda do... it's nice and technical I never liked the four apex turn though. At least he could have gone one better...

but I can't really know until we see the real thing.

Quote from el pibe :

oh, sucks to read that...... it was bound to happen anyway. WHATEVER action the male counterpart does, the female will still find a reason to get mad.

false. You are clearly either only experienced with total bitches or high school/middle school girls. Both likely. The trick is to find the nice ones, the (mostly) good girls. Not to say they can't be cute. But it usually isn't the absolute hottest ones that make the best relationships.

The new Nissan Leaf is pretty appaling too. Where is that A-line going to?
http://www.nissan-carz.com/wp- ... 10/06/Nissan-leaf-new.jpg
Actually pretty much everything out of Nissan's design office is shit in the last year or two imo. Absolutely no coherence in the design, they are just so random.

the Cube makes me want to cry and then gouge my eyes out with a rusty butter knife
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:2009_Nissan_Cube_1.8.jpg

Quote from Nathan_French_14 :

See, now this is where I'm messed up.... more stuff

That's sorta what I meant and I agree with a lot of things you say. I like the way you think. didn't sound dark, sounded curious, which is great. Without curiosity, we'd all still be living in the woods. Not that living in the woods is necessarily bad. I do enjoy discussing stuff like this .

I don't know what is after we die, maybe nothing, maybe something. I know what I hope is there, but we can't have everything we want, now can we? I do believe that there is something, but I'm not infallible like the pope Personally I like to believe that it's something a little like this life, but not exactly bound by our sense of reality and time. But this life is the only thing I know, so it's the thing I can imagine best. It could well be something that we can't even comprehend right now.

I think that people have to find a balance between having fun in life, and living a good life. The two are not mutually exclusive, and unfortunately too many people seem to forget this. I actually believe a lot of really religious people are going to be punished in an afterlife, which is a little ironic. Many of them are too quick to attack all outsiders.

didn't put anything, mostly because I don't know what to classify me as...more than one sorta fits... someone help? or point out discrepancies in my beliefs?

Catholic born and raised. Certainly not Catholic either in practice or true belief. When I do go to mass with my family, I will not say large portions of the mass because they conflict with my views, and I refuse to say things that I do not believe in because saying them means I think they are true. Believe in God in the sense that there is a higher power of some kind somewhere out there. Don't think he/she/it/them is active in our lives per se. Think every religion is sorta right in the sense that they share similar moral teachings, and I think they all are about the same 'God' (to put it simply). Hope for an afterlife, but don't count on it. Believe in rituals and their power and meaning, but reject most organized religions. I think most organized religions are a power play designed to blind the people and put the corrupt 'authority' in control.

I don't pretend to know what form a 'God' takes, but when I think I have felt a higher power/s or state/s of consciousness it's in different things. Music, nature, running, artistic endeavours, love, etc. Not really active in it, but maybe accessed by different things?

I believe in science, and that it is to be used to help us further understand how the universe works, and ultimately hopefully lead to something greater for humanity. I believe we hold the keys to our success and our destruction as a whole, and through science we will understand, when we are ready. I also believe a lot of people are dickheads.

but I don't know for sure, and I don't rule anything out. So by the definitions next to the choices, that is parts of Agnostic, Deist, Pluralist, and Syncretist, mixed with parts of humanism and god (HA!) knows what else. Basically, I am my own religion unto myself. I probably didn't explain everything exactly perfect. Whatever

Last edited by RiseAgainstMe!, Thu, 12 Aug 2010 05:13.

idiot he admitted it?
If he just said he was lying online to try to appear cool or something he would have gotten off free. They have no evidence, but they don't need any if you plead guilty.
never mind that he's an idiot for driving like that in the first place

yeah team is everything. by road racing standards, Ron Fellows, Hornish, Papis, Carpentier etc. should have been battling for the lead too... just don't have the team behind them though I guess

First full NASCAR race I've watched in a long time... glad I did.
Montoya was just cruising, I think in the middle of the race he wasn't pushing, didn't realy have to. NASCAR at the Glen... yellow's coming out sooner or later. Ambrose drove great, but Montoya was unstoppable... since when is third in one of the biggest series in the world a fail?

first yellow was laughable though, way off the course, I fail to see how anyone could have possibly hit him. Also kinda laugable were the announcers, clearly oval guys. But they tried hard, and that's what counts, right?
I thought Carl Edwards drove waaayyyyy too much out of his rear-view mirror.. caused himself to get passed a few times.
also notable: Boris Said's explanation of his exiting the race: "I was doing my thing, Tony was doing his thing, and our things collided."

Last edited by RiseAgainstMe!, Mon, 9 Aug 2010 07:23.

my buddy was there... just found his account of events... edited for names and places, copied from a newspaper article. Really hit home for me, thought I'd share.

Quote :

Hurrying to see Dutch DJ Tiesto, we can barely hear the thump of bass as we emerge from one of the tunnels at this old train station where the free Love Parade is being held. The opening to the tunnel ahead had just been blocked by police, and a fence on our right had just been erected by police because the grounds had already reached capacity.

We have no idea, though. They tell us nothing. The line just stops moving. There are no signs, no arrows, no directions of where to go. The crowd just came to an abrupt halt, and more people keep pushing in behind us -- hundreds of thousands of people pushing behind us. I assume that claustrophobia and lack of oxygen in the tunnels prompted the continuous pushing, but I really don't know.

Not knowing where to go, we aim for a staircase that looks like a possible exit. However, things start getting bad. I see a man being held up by the crowd and, initially, I think he's crowd surfing. Then I notice his friend attempting to give him mouth-to-mouth as others hold up his body. I manage to get the attention of the police up above -- they see me, they see him, but they do nothing.

Being 6 foot 2, I can see the waves of force coming at us through the crowd. We are all helpless and have no choice but to succumb to the incredible strength of the human waves. People are panicking, willing to climb anywhere to get out of the insanity. I see several kids fall from different locations -- a stairway, a sign, a speaker tower.
I push forward even more now to help get the unconscious kid out, and lose my friends in the process. Heading for the stairway, I feel the kid we're carrying fall behind me. His friends had dropped him, and they refuse to pick him up. They tell me that he is dead and that I should give up as well or else I will die, too.

I pick the kid up under his arms and shuffle forward a little ways with him, his legs dragging on the pavement, tripping me up some. I am absolutely exhausted and running out of oxygen. People keep pushing from behind, and I fall on top of the kid. Frantically, I manage to pick myself up, but I know his friends are right: I will die if I stick with him. I hesitantly let his body go into a sea of legs. As I do, I look him in the eyes. His eyes are open, and he is looking directly at me. But there was nobody there.

Now, it is just me, and I'm struggling to stay standing. The crowd keeps shifting and crushing, and I'm forced to stand on a kid who's fallen. He is still conscious and screaming. I do my best to try to get off him but I have nowhere to go. I feel absolutely awful. He stops screaming and looks up at me pleadingly, begging me to get off his chest. I finally manage to push enough room to step onto the ground. I then reach down and pull the kid up. However, he is only one of two on the ground.

I am so exhausted, yet I use my last remaining strength at that moment to attempt to grab the second kid, who is unconscious. I make one last impulse push on the crowd, then immediately grab him and pull him slightly up, enough for me to slap him in the face. He wakes after I slap him several times. He seems able to stand on his own, so I leave him and keep getting shoved with the crowd.

Police officers direct us toward a gate, which turns out to be horrific. I am met with an enormous pile of bodies, some of which are screaming, others that have gone silent. When I arrive, the pile is at least eight people deep, and I can see oddly bent, gray limbs at the bottom, the limbs of even more dead people.

I get pushed into the pile by the people behind me, and I quickly find myself near the bottom of a pile that's at least 15 people deep. I'm being crushed as people are thrown on top of the people who are on top of me. I can't even get a single breath in, and my shoes are caught. I am now at the fourth layer of the pile; there are only lifeless bodies below me.

I slowly get driven downward and find myself on the pavement with one other living kid, surrounded by lifeless bodies. The two of us are clawing at the pavement to get out, scratching and grabbing at anything we can get our hands on to free ourselves from the crushing weight. But we are completely pinched. In our panic, the kid grabs a lifeless woman's leg and tries to pull himself out with it before realizing what it actually was. I end up doing the same thing. It takes me what feels like an eternity to realize that this was a person. We briefly make eye contact, and I start screaming in pure hysteria.

As more and more people are stacked on top of me, the light begins to get blocked, submerging my head and extinguishing my last thread of hope.

Then, in a moment of clarity, I weigh my choice to help that poor kid. I weigh my choice that put me in this situation. I like to think with all my efforts I saved at least three lives today. I decide three other lives are worth the cost of my own.

A cop finally grabs my outreached arms and gives me a tug. My shoes are caught. I struggle to slip my feet out of my Adidas high tops. If they had been tied tighter, or had I Velcroed them, I would have undoubtedly died. I slip them off, and the cop pulls me out of the pile. I can breathe again! I stumble in my socks to an opening on the other side of the fence and nearly collapse from exhaustion.

I don't look back. I sit down and wait, watching for friends to come through. All I see are bodies and people crying. It all feels so surreal. I have a hard time determining if it all actually is happening.

Then I see my friend ____. Soon all seven members of our group of students studying abroad are accounted for -- and alive. In my hysteria, I get a sudden urge to go back and help, but my friends won't let me. They have no idea what it was like. While they eat food from a vendor, I drift in and out of reality, thinking about what I had just gone through. Minutes later, the police clear us out as dozens of ambulances arrive and need our spot to set up an instant triage clinic. Helicopters are everywhere, and people are hysterical.

I see a gorgeous brunette girl sitting on the curb across from me. She is crying silently, looking around in wide-eyed horror. She must be no older than 19. She is so beautiful in her white, cotton dress, but her face and dress are covered in dirt from being on the ground. I am so conflicted with her beauty and sorrow: so beautiful, so innocent looking, yet she was put through this horrific ordeal. It hits me deep. I don't think I will ever forget the way she looked sitting on that curb.

No idea what to even say when I see him in less than a week...

Quote from VoiD :

Actually he failed badly... At least he should tune/rice/paint the brake drums... Some yellow with pink dots...or tiny Spongebob-stickers

I think he just hasn't gotten around to that yet. Give him some time, save the most important ricing for last

that is indeed city driving, but there needs to be a little clarification. That is one of the freeways that are an integral part of every major city. If you are in the city, you will take one of the freeways that runs through it all the time. City streets look a little different : http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_ML ... s1600/new+york+street.jpg
When I was in New York I watched my cabbies' spedometer hit 50+ mph on roads like this... friggin terrifying.

Semis usually travel at about 70 mph for fuel economy, but I have definitely seen 80mph semis, no question.

Quote from Mustafur :

Have you seen BTCC in the 80s with the group As thats the sort of thing we need to see.

meh I prefer Granny racers

i've been watching BTCC streaming all night

Quote from Mustafur :

S2000 regs suck, give em a bit more power.

I usually find the more power in a series, the more I hate it.
until you get to F1 which is pretty much unwatchable.

not a fan of the car at all.
all respect to the guy though, that's a lot of work he's done so far. That's cool.
but spacers? why???? it makes me cringe..

Quote from Maelstrom :

Maybe it would be more understandable if I added that they are very often racist against the local?

I have never, ever met a person of a different ethnicity who wasn't nasty to the 'majority' without a good reason. That reason being: they are treated nasty from the second they step onto 'foreign' land, just because they wear different clothes, have a different skin color, follow a different set of rules that concern a 'god(s)' who may or may not exist, talk with an accent, blah blah blah... All these things aren't even important! yellow breeds yellow... and racism breeds racism

If you treat them nicely as a society, they will treat you nicely and with respect. And likely be more open to the idea of assimilating. Treating someone like doggy poo will only cause them to return the sentiment, and stick to their traditions as a memory of a place where they were treated with respect. simple as.
and forcing them to abandon their religious customs stinks like shit to me

an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth will leave us all blind and toothless
"Be excellent to eachother" -the most excellent Bill and Ted

Last edited by RiseAgainstMe!, Sat, 31 Jul 2010 18:06.

yeah sorta..-ish? This is what I'm working on right now...touring car form of a Nissan Sentra. should give you an idea what I'm talking about and how i'm constructing it.


It's obviously still very much under construction... working on putting in the fender flares right now. Also, There are other pieces in separate files that I haven't added into the final image yet, like calipers. But it should give you a good idea... Be careful of blueprints, they often have inaccuracies.... I was lucky enough to find a photo perfectly side-on for this one.

and I know it came off as attack-ish, but I only realized that when I went back and read what I had wrote... written word doesn't always convey the right tone, unfortunately.

Last edited by RiseAgainstMe!, Sun, 25 Jul 2010 20:40.

Quote from Asphalt Scream and Fire-Fly :

answers and stuffs

Is virtual tuning taking a photograph of a car and tuning it with photoshop? If so, that's not what I'm talking about. I do literally the exact same thing you guys are doing, drawing a car completely from scratch in the side view... it's just that the car I'm working on right now is 900 px across, and of course I use other tools. But like you said, it's personal preference. And I know there is a great feeling of satisfaction when you finally finish an image that is truly your best work.

I'm sorry if it seemed I was attacking the game, I was honestly just trying to understand it. It does seem interesting to me, but I have other things I'm working on right now... I do think it's cool to see other people interested in similar things as me though.

Last edited by RiseAgainstMe!, Fri, 23 Jul 2010 20:00.

ok, so here's what I don't get. Why are the images such low resolution? I mean, you can always take a large image and make it smaller, but these cars can't be blown up without becoming almost unrecognizeable. I appreciate the skill that goes into making them, since I do a lot of similar stuff... BUT... it just seems like a waste of talent to me. Also, is it correct that because they are 'pixel cars', this implies that every pixel is done with a pen tool? If so, that also seems like a waste to me, as it's just extra work for nothing extra in terms of quality.
So I guess the point is, Why? why produce tiny cars with a pen tool, when the same talent could produce images in a much higher resolution with more powerful tools?

Quote from AstroBoy :

Im more in awe at the couch cycling experts.
Just a reminder that its "A gentlemens code" to not attack when a rival has a problem nothing is written in the rules. And had Andy of had Sanchez in his group no one would really care cause he would still be in yellow.

I see, but it was a problem that was AS's own damn fault. If he wants to win the Tour De France, maybe he shouldn't make his chain fall off the bike. Bad luck is a different matter.

Quote from alland44 :

nonsense

And darn it, Denmark would have gotten past the first round in the World Cup if only Japan had politely given them the ball back after fouls deep in Denmark's side.

That isn't the way it works in the sporting world. You go for the kill when your opponent makes a fundamental mistake and is down and out. Every time. I would expect nothing different from Contador.

And here I thought Americans were intolerant a-holes...

Quote from DevilDare :

Is it just me, or did anyone else really did "lol" at this?

I lol at this entire thread :munching_

Quote from rediske :

apart from it being ass ugly (personal opinion), it's a health issue concerning vitamins, sunlight etc, seriously...

http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/ ... nlight-or-risk-illness.do

but that's their own fault if they get sick. They are the ones that make the decision to wear the full body covering. We don't stop people from smoking just because it's an unhealthy life decision. among many other things.

I seriously think some people might be misreading the question as 'would France's burka ban be justified' which would inflate the no votes.