#front engine

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Ferrari 12Cilindri, 2024. A new front engined Ferrari with a revised V12 engine that now produces 819hp

[kply-industries]

[breakingjustxn]

well i mean, not wrong // credits: @screamingemonight on Instagram

[booart5]

Reblogging this drawing with the Timelapse because I finally figured out how to add those and I think it’s cool

Took me about 60 hours which is CRAZY,, I call this one The Quark Family when I’m talking about it (which seems apt) and I’ve literally crammed so many references and details and hours into this my life feels so empty without it. Tumblr is butchering the image quality but that’s just what it is ig,,, I’ve tried and I can’t seem to fix it

Progress shots and closeups under the cut (and a full list of the references and stuff I crammed in in the tags bc I have to know that they’re all noticed)

[boiyobastrr3101]

been thinking about More Gun from tf2 lately and how well it represents engineer’s personality. more specifically, his mental state. even more specifically, how absolutely dog water it is. because the first half of the song is your typical texan campfire song, likely to represent the kind and humble persona engie puts up in front of others. but then the tone completely shifts with this electric guitar and then these backing string come in and it’s just ooogh. it’s so sadistic and like viscerally unhinged that it’s unlike anything i’ve ever heard before. but the worst part about it is that people dont really explore this side of engineer that much in fanworks cuz they have this idea that since he’s so put together most of the time, they tend to label him as “the sane one.” which we’ve all heard time and time again as to why this isn’t true. but i just want more fanworks of engie just being a crazy little freak BECAUSE HES A FREAK GOOOD I NEED MY FREAK 😭😭

[autohavenwreckerz]

Happy valentines day ft the girlfail

[sthilarions]

Okay I’m never gonna write the fic that is written in my ideas file as “save a horse ride a cowboy/he thinks my tractor’s sexy”

I’m never gonna write it so it’s irrelevant that Edwin grows heritage crops and is at the cutting edge of small-scale organic farming techniques, he’s listed as a co-author on a dozen different papers, which he worked on while sitting perched in the raised bucket attachment of the aforementioned tractor

it’s not relevant that Charles kept coming by on his horse and interrupting him, standing up on the saddle to get his head roughly level with Edwin’s to ask him about what he was doing (and not at all to impress him obviously of course)

no reason to mention that Charles ended up as a co-author on a paper, the BA standing out in the list

or that Charles’s horse has gotten very used to being ground-tied next to Edwin’s tractor so his rider can hop up on the bucket next to some weird human

or that the next paper they co-author, Charles’s name has an MS, which didn’t even take him longer than two years to get even though he was doing it long-distance, which he says is because he had a lot of free time to work on stuff while out sitting by bob-wahr fences under beating sun making his eyes dance, and curled up in the back of his F-150 under the stars. it was probably easier for him than most people, he says, if asked, with a loose grin

And it definitely doesn’t matter that the next paper after that, he and Edwin have the same last name.

(The cowboy church* that Charles went to for social reasons refused to let them marry there, which they’d expected but Charles felt it was the right thing to do to ask anyway, but that was alright, because the pastor, Charlie, went rogue and agreed to officiate for them outside of the church, so they got married out on Edwin’s back 40, the ranch dogs and farm cats running around under the feet of the half dozen guests, the other weirdos in the area, and the fiddler played til dawn)

*Cowboy churches are a real thing, this is not a joke.

Another bit of relevant cultural context is that none of the cowboys I grew up with had four year degrees. That Charles starts out with a BA means that while he’s under-credentialed for an academic setting, he’s simultaneously already over-educated for his own cultural context, and probably spends a lot of time getting mockingly called “professor” by his ‘friends’ and remembering not to use overly fancy words and so forth.

Also he probably tries to avoid Zoom calls because having a noticeably rural accent around academics is Fraught, he checks his emails twice to make sure he hasn’t typed ‘y’all’

I am not writing this and I therefore do not know that Charles’s MS is from A&M, which is both the best university for his field and so virulently homophobic that I have a lot of acquaintances who had to drop out from there specifically because of that, and that the co-authored papers were on the topic of using animals for sustainable agriculture, like using Lacewings to manage aphids, and goats to manage invasive flora; Charles's knowledge of animal husbandry and Edwin's knowledge of sustainable agriculture meeting in the middle

If I were actually writing this as a fic, I’d mention things like the instability and draconian download caps of HughesNet that mean if Charles needs to download a big file like a recorded lecture he has to set an alarm for 3AM to download it during the unthrottled grace hour; the laptop running out of charge out in that truck bed, Charles using money he doesn’t have to buy a converter so he can charge it off the F-150

how he was doing homework under the stars not because it’s romantic but because if he gets out of the cab and parks on top of the tallest hill he might be able to get line of sight to a tower and hotspot off his phone (and worry about the bill later); about how he can only work for brief periods at a time during the day because the sun will make his laptop overheat, how he keeps an ice chest full of Nordic Ice in the back seat of the truck not just for water but so he can pop his laptop in there to cool it down; how he overclocks that shitty laptop making it run data analysis in R; how he rations his gas so he can turn on the AC once in a while and charge his laptop and still be able to drive home.

How Charles and Edwin started carpooling for the hour-long drive each way to the grocery store for the monthly stock of jugs of bottled water, that they need because the leaky water pipes they and their neighbors maintain themselves (because no government or corporate guy is gonna come out there) run under cow pastures and pesticide-laced fields and septic tanks and the tap water isn't safe even boiled, and they use the couple of hours in the truck to bounce ideas off each other, a laptop balanced on the truck's center console, pausing only to touch their hats when they pass another truck.

…but I’m not writing it, so.

[asshatproductions]

Y’all this week’s episode of Doctor Who had me realizing…damn, sometimes a bitch really do need to see a screen full of black and brown bodies, wielding agency over their own stories :’)

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Škoda Buggy (Type 736), 1973. Five prototypes of an open-top lightweight vehicle were built by hand in the mid-1970s. It was based on the 110 but with the engine moved to the front to improve weight distribution, still driving the rear wheels. Meanwhile their Italian importer and a Belgian company had begun making buggies based on the rear-engined 110. Škoda saw the export potential of a factory made buggy-type vehicle and steel-bodied prototypes were built between 1973 and 1976 for evaluation. However the project went no further because of doubts over economic feasibility, even with fibreglass bodywork. Fun fact: one of the prototypes went into service at Prague Airport, where it was used as a ‘follow me’ vehicle.

[cecoeur]

Thinking about how Daniel made the photo of him with Pierre and Patrick as the first image in that dump. He could’ve made it the helmet swap with Oscar, a group photo, or the 3 on the garage floor. Any of those probably would’ve made more sense from an engagement or aesthetic standpoint. But no he specifically chose a candid moment with the two guys who were with him every second he was in that car. Two guys who would be relatively unknown to the casual fan, but who were integral to Daniel and shared the ups and downs of this journey with him.

[freakfella]

does electra use a battery? i know they’re electric (duh), so they’re probably mainly powered by a catenary or a third rail but i swear i remember them being charged before a race in the wembley version.

it would make sense, it lets them travel to the races without having to worry if the tracks have had lines installed or have been electrified, but i’m just curious if there’s a canon answer!

[breaking-justin]

What’s the band called? // credits: @indie_alternative_emo_boy on instagram

[flurmitcraff]

I'm still so very sad about many things but also specifically about Mumbo taking the Sahara merch down from his store. I completely understand why and respect his decision, and i think the company that works with him does the designs to order so that minimizes wastage...but Sahara was one of my favorite hermitcraft projects ever and such an ambitious redstone design and all their season 6 shenanigans meant a lot to me.

I'm no stranger to still loving the *work* despite the terrible actions of one of the creators (orson scott card hates everything I am and Speaker to the dead is still a great book lol) but its evident Sahara means a lot to Mumbo, and it couldn't be easy for the hermits as Iskall was a member and friend for so many years. I don't mean any more speculation to this post other than this whole situation is upsetting and *doubly so* for the victims and Vault Hunters community that directly financed or were employed by him full time. This doesn't just concern fan culture but peoples livelihoods.

[captain-price-unofficially]

T10 Mine Exploder at Aberdeen Proving Ground, with an officer for scale. 7 June 1944

[bruhstation]

after spending five nights in bandung and another three in jakarta, driver no. 4, gordon j. gresley of sodor, has finally arrived right before my doorstep in the form of a 6 cm acrylic charm. he is gorgeous, so gorgeous that every time I look at him I have to knock my forehead against the wall several times. but he’s more funny looking actually. still as much of a wet cat as ever. that, I can confidently say :-)

he also has companions — photos provided included my keychain girlies falin touden and……….. kromer….. from the N corp inquisition -_-

[danadivine]

I swear I love my brain. I’ve rewired myself to almost immediately look at the bright side of any situation.