Yea my monitor is rubbish i had a flat panel but it broke just using this old gateway EV700 until i get it fixed, if it can be fixed that is... i can brighten my scren with my ATI catalyst control center but it has no effect on the game brightness.

When i play LFS its too dark, i've got my monitor on its brightest setting and contrast at its highest but its still too dark?

dont know what else i can do, all the other games i play have a brightness/gamma setting, but i cant see 1 in LFS.

Hi guys just realised my GFX card drivers are out of date, ATI use to have a program that removed all your old ATI drivers and stuff and then you could install the new ones, they dont seem to have that tool on their website anymore, so how do i remove all drivers and traces of the old version manually before i install the new ones so they dont conflict??

thanks if anyone can understand what i mean lol

EDIT NVM sorted it

Last edited by whitey6272, Fri, 12 Jan 2007 00:36.

Quote from imthebestracerthereis :

Game west scenes in Osdorf: A furious customer shot yesterday noon in the Mercedes Autohaus read mountain at the Osdorfer highway with a submachine gun around itself. As by a miracle nobody was hurt. The Amok contactors one arrested.

Against noon Karlo entered K. (64) badly gelaunt the sales room in Osdorf. The Luruper was to a conciliation discussion with the junior boss Thomas L. (44) and an employee (35) come. It was dissatisfied with a calculation, which it had received for a repair.

Which the two Mercedes people did not know: Karlo K. had carried a submachine gun forward to the conciliation discussion. Obviously if the discussion would not fail to its favour. And exactly that occurred then.

Suddenly the 64-Jaehrige drew its weapon and ballerte in the conference room wildly around itself. It fired several salvos toward the two car dealers. Thomas's L ran into a secondary room, jumped panisch out of the first stick in the free. Its coworker fled over the stairs. Both had luck: They got over the shots intact. A woman however, who received the shooting, suffered a shock.

Karlo K. put its weapon down after the Ballerei and went then soul-calmly before the door. There it could be finally arrested by the here-hurried policemen of the nearby guard without resistance.

Best I can do

that makes no sense at all... so basically you just went to www.freetranslation.com

so actually its the best THEY can do...

GT:HD is ridiculous if what i heard was true, that you have to buy some of the cars with real money after you bought the game, totalling something around £200.

LOL (Laugh out loud) thats 3 words

All in all, it hadn't been a good day. Bad traffic, a malfunctioning computer, incompetent co-workers and a sore back all made me a seething cauldron of rage.

But more importantly for this story, it had been over forty-eight hours since I'd last taken a dump.

I'd tried to jumpstart the process, beginning my day with a bowl of bowel-cleansing fibre cereal, following it with six cups of coffee at work, and adding a bean-laden lunch at Taco Bell.

As I was returning home from work, my insides let me know with subtle rumbles and the emission of the occasional tiny fart that Big Things would be happening soon.

Alas, I had to stop at the mall to go Christmas shopping.

I completed this task, and as I was walking past the stores on my way back to the car, I noticed a large sale sign proclaiming, "Everything Must Go!" This was prophetic, for my colon informed me with a sudden violent cramp and a wet, squeaky fart that everything was indeed about to go. I hurried to the mall bathrooms. I surveyed the five stalls, which I have numbered 1 through 5 for your convenience:
1.Occupied.
2.Clean, but Bathroom Protocol forbids its use, as it's next to the occupied one.
3.Poo on seat.
4.Poo and toilet paper in bowl, unidentifiable liquid splattered on seat.
5.No toilet paper, no stall door, unidentifiable sticky object near base of toilet.

Clearly, it had to be Stall #2. I trudged back, entered, dropped trou and sat down. I'm normally a fairly Shameful Sh1tter. I wasn't happy about being next to the occupied stall, but Big Things were afoot.

I was just getting ready to bear down when all of a sudden the sweet sounds of Beethoven came from next door, followed by a fumbling, and then the sound of a voice answering the ringing phone. As usual for a cell phone conversation, the voice was exactly 8 dB louder than it needed to be.

Out of Shameful habit, my sphincter slammed shut.

The inane conversation went on and on. Mr. Sh1tter was blathering to Mrs. Sh1tter about the sh1tty day he had. I sat there, cramping and miserable, waiting for him to finish. As the loud conversation dragged on, I became angrier and angrier, thinking that I, too, had a crappy day, but I was too polite to yak about in public. My bowels let me know in no uncertain terms that if I didn't get crapping soon, my day would be getting even crappier.

Finally my anger reached a point that overcame Shamefulness. I no longer cared. I gripped the toilet paper holder with one hand, braced my other hand against the side of the stall, and pushed with all my might.

I was rewarded with a fart of colossal magnitude -- a cross between the sound of someone ripping a very wet bed sheet in half and of plywood being torn off a wall.

The sound gradually transitioned into a heavily modulated low-RPM tone, not unlike someone firing up a Harley. I managed to hit the resonance frequency of the stall, and it shook gently.

Once my ass cheeks stopped flapping in the breeze, three things became apparent:
(1) The next-door conversation had ceased
(2) my colon's continued seizing indicated that there was more to come
(3) the bathroom was now beset by a horrible, eldritch stench.

It was as if a gateway to Hell had been opened. The foul miasma quickly made its way under the stall and began choking my poop-mate.

This initial "herald" fart had ended his conversation in mid-sentence.
"Oh my God," I heard him utter, following it with suppressed sounds of choking, and then, "No, baby, that wasn't me (cough, gag), you could hear that (gag)??"

Now there was no stopping me. I pushed for all I was worth. I could swear that in the resulting cacophony of rips, squirts, splashes, poots, and blasts, I was actually lifted slightly off the pot. The amount of stuff in me was incredible. It sprayed against the bowl with tremendous force. Later, in surveying the damage, I'd see that liquid poop had actually managed to ricochet out of the bowl and run down the side on to the floor. But for now, all I could do was hang on for the ride.

Next door I could hear him fumbling with the paper dispenser as he desperately tried to finish his task.

Little snatches of conversation made themselves heard over my anal symphony: "Gotta go... horrible... throw up... in my mouth... not... make it... tell the kids... love them... oh God..." followed by more sounds of suppressed gagging and retching.

Alas, it is evidently difficult to hold one's phone and wipe one's bum at the same time. Just as my high-pressure abuse of the toilet was winding down, I heard a plop and splash from next door, followed by string of swear words and gags. My poop-mate had dropped his phone into the toilet.

There was a lull in my production, and the restroom became deathly quiet. I could envision him standing there, wondering what to do. A final anal announcement came trumpeting from my behind, small chunks plopping noisily into the water.

That must have been the last straw.

I heard a flush, a fumbling with the lock, and then the stall door was thrown open. I heard him running out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

After a considerable amount of paperwork, I got up and surveyed the damage. I felt bad for the janitor who'd be forced to deal with this, but I knew that flushing was not an option. No toilet in the world could handle that unholy mess. Flushing would only lead to a floor flooded with filth.

As I left, I glanced into the next-door stall. Nothing remained in the bowl. Had he flushed his phone, or had he plucked it out and left the bathroom with nasty unwashed hands? The world will never know.

I exited the bathroom, momentarily proud and Shameless, looking around for a face glaring at me. But I saw no one. I suspect that somehow my supernatural elimination has managed to transfer my Shamefulness to my anonymous poop-mate. I think it'll be a long time before he can bring himself to poop in public -- and I doubt he'll ever again answer his cell phone in the loo.

This, my friends, is why you should never talk on your phone in the toilet

My dad owns a CBR600RR and i must say its quite a pocket rocket

Quote from lrdbsi :

oh so your a young kid with no car watch to much fnf movies and plays nfs:Carbon



its understandable u feel this way, one day u will own your own car/motorbike, and realise its alot diferent from movies,

and your doing a burnout??

i just hate freewebs URL, because usually the page is rubbish, yours on the other hand deserves a better URL like www.Yamaha-MotorSport.co.nr, just looks neater in my opinion.

Hi, does anyone know where i can find a full list of all track abreviations,
like BL1 for blackwood etc...

cheers

Id get a new URL though you can get a .co.nr 1 for free
http://www.freedomain.co.nr/

Has a H shifter, not just a tip tronic but an actuall gear knob, not the G25 though because £200 for a wheel is ridiculous.

Quote from DjeMz :

thanks for the input guys

before i go off n paypal this, i hear that s2 final is around the corner, will that mean s3 will be here in a few months? or are we talkin a year?

(i know i know, what ever happens - happens, BUT whats ur goal with the realeses?)

thanks

id predict s3 will be about 2 years

when i took this beauty and thought id show everyone because it looks so real, i think anyway.

What should my graphics settings be to get the most out of the game? (i have max AA/AF

Quote from Xaid0n :

Proud member of Oxygen Sim Racing

Doesn't seem so...

0-60 in 3.5 seconds, the buggati would still nail it...

Hi guys, im still having a long drawn out affair with this partitioning so i can keep important files etc when i format my hard drive and re-install windows. When i make the partition should it be set as primary aswell? the reason i ask is everytime i run the Windows recovery disk it doesnt give me an option to format 1 of my drives but instead it just starts with the qindows setup, installing windows on 1 of the partitions and i ended up with 2 new installs but it hadn't formatted C: giving me 2 installations of windows?

i used Paragon partition manager 8.0 PRO, it seems quite good.

Here's what i did

1st i clicked create partition and then a Wizard takes me through the steps, 1st i had to use the slider to decide how big of a partition i wanted (pic below)


Then i had to choose a partition type, i chose NTFS (pic below)




I then had to fill in more details sucj as assign drive letter etc.



And that was the end does this look right to you?

Last edited by whitey6272, Thu, 9 Nov 2006 14:52.

I changed the boot oreder so it was CD rom 1st but it just booted from CD, said press any key to boot from CD, and then went to a select operating system config and started windows? how do i format my hard drive manually...? because this windows setup disk isnt working..

cheers bud ill give it a go now.

Good Look m8y

thanks for all your help guys.

I tried o re-install windows again and chose to boot from CD but i didn't change boot order, and it installed windows again without re-formating C: and now my partition is the D: drive for some reaswon with windows installed also, i have deleted that windows file and drivers etc so my partition just has the stuff i want kept,
how do i change the drive letter to F: and have D: as ny cd rom drive again?

hope this makes sense,

cheers

Ok i have made a partition, and now want to format the C drive, how exactly do i do it? do i need to boot from CD if so what key do i tap on boot-up i've tried F5 but thats jus how to get in safe mode etc.

Quote from BlakjeKaas :

I just got a new pc, nothing valuable on old PC...

So...
You ask what's on this pc now?
well...
LFS, CSR and... Racing Pitch
(oh and my old desktop (which is VERY full))

Actually no i didn't ask that at all....

why?

1 problem with partitions is windows has to be on disk C: iirc, and some programs automatically install to thier destination say a patch for a game would be C: program files..blah..blah/halflife etc etc, and if you had half life installed on D: you couldnt install the patch...