#two stroke engine

[magnificent-mechanism99]

Why does digital elecronics is important for engineering?

Digital electronics is super important in engineering for a bunch of reasons—it's pretty much the backbone of modern technology. Digital electronics powers everything from smartphones and computers to cars and medical devices. Engineers across disciplines need to understand it to design, troubleshoot, or innovate with modern systems.

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Digital tech allows for very large-scale integration (VLSI), meaning engineers can cram millions of logic gates into a single chip (like microprocessors or memory). It enables powerful, compact, and cost-effective designs.

[highretrogamelord]

The Two Stroke Engine (demo) for the ZX81

[dnaayan]

How does the two stroke engine works

The Power Cycle in a Four-Stroke Engine

1️⃣ Intake Stroke

The piston moves downward, drawing in the air-fuel mixture.

The intake valve opens, allowing fuel and air to enter.

2️⃣ Compression Stroke

The piston moves upward, compressing the fuel-air mixture.

The valves remain closed, increasing pressure.

3️⃣ Power Stroke (Combustion & Torque Generation)

The spark plug ignites the compressed fuel-air mixture.

The explosion forces the piston downward, creating a powerful force.

This linear force is transferred to the crankshaft, generating rotational motion and torque.

4️⃣ Exhaust Stroke

The piston moves back up, pushing exhaust gases out.

The exhaust valve opens, releasing the burned gases.

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Carrying out this kind of test using 7.3 kW engines burning gasoline, the exhaust was found to have the composition shown in Table 4.3.

"Environmental Chemistry: A Global Perspective", 4e - Gary W. VanLoon & Stephen J. Duffy

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Nevertheless, it should be clear that one feature of the design – namely, the simultaneous introduction of fuel and release of exhaust gases – can lead to problems of loss of unburned hydrocarbons.

"Environmental Chemistry: A Global Perspective", 4e - Gary W. VanLoon & Stephen J. Duffy

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Ad for Speed Center USA, a supplier of hi-performance motorcycle parts and accessories - 1974.

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[muirneach]

listening to crazy frog cds in my room with my brothers rn

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lil 2 stroke

[magnificent-mechanism99]

Why does digital elecronics is important for engineering?

Digital electronics is super important in engineering for a bunch of reasons—it's pretty much the backbone of modern technology. Digital electronics powers everything from smartphones and computers to cars and medical devices. Engineers across disciplines need to understand it to design, troubleshoot, or innovate with modern systems.

Digital systems work with binary signals (0s and 1s), Less sensitive to noise and signal degradation. Easier to design for precise and repeatable performance.

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[pddparthi]

Unveiling the Engine's Heartbeat: A Comprehensive Guide to Valve Timing Diagrams

Introduction: The internal combustion engine, a marvel of modern engineering, relies on a precisely timed dance between pistons and valves. This intricate choreography is dictated by the valve timing diagram, a roadmap for optimizing engine performance. Understanding valve timing diagrams unlocks the secrets behind efficient fuel intake, powerful combustion, and minimized emissions. Whether…

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[ari-ana-bel-la]

Could you write a Lando with a toddler daughter, where they're doing fan stage, and Yn runs on stage asking for a snack and ends up staying to build the Legos they have for challenges

Fan Stage

The summer sun was high over the paddock, the roar of excitement echoing from the packed fan stage ahead. Lando stepped onto the platform, his usual cheeky grin spreading as he waved at the sea of fans. Oscar followed closely behind, a wide smile on his face as the crowd erupted into cheers.

“Hellooo!” Lando called into the mic, drawing out the ‘o’ like he always did, making the fans giggle.

Oscar leaned into his mic. “Hi, everyone! Thanks for coming out today—it’s hot, huh?���

“Too hot,” Lando said dramatically, tugging at the collar of his papaya team shirt. “I’m about two degrees from melting, but it’s worth it for you guys.”

The fans screamed louder, some holding up signs that read things like “LAN-DAD FOR PRESIDENT” and “OSCAR MARRY ME (please)” which Lando squinted at and chuckled.

They sat down on the tall stools, the bright orange and blue backdrop glowing behind them. On a small table to the side sat a pile of Lego bricks—the usual fan challenge. Build something in ten minutes. Fastest wins. Lando always cheated by just building a wall and declaring it “modern art.”

As they were halfway through answering questions, Lando turned slightly at the sound of tiny feet pounding up the steps behind them.

“Daddy!”

Lando’s eyes widened, twisting around just in time to see a small whirlwind sprinting toward him—messy curls bouncing, a glittery McLaren cap slightly askew on her head, and a pink stuffed animal clutched in one hand.

“Yn?” he laughed, instantly standing and crouching to catch her as she barreled into him.

“I’m hungry,” she whined dramatically, burying her face in his chest.

A chorus of “Awww!” rippled through the crowd as fans caught sight of her. Phones were already up, recording, capturing every second of the sweet chaos.

Oscar burst out laughing. “She’s got perfect comedic timing.”

Lando lifted Yn up into his arms and turned back to the audience. “Sorry guys, brief intermission. Apparently snack time takes priority over, uh, global fan engagement.”

Yn looked out at the crowd with wide brown eyes and gave a shy wave.

More “awwws.”

“She’s so cute!” someone yelled.

Another held up a sign they quickly scribbled on: “GIVE YN A SNACK OR WE RIOT!”

Oscar read it and nearly fell off his stool laughing.

Lando gently set Yn down near the Lego table. “You wanna hang out here for a bit, bubba?”

“Can I build?” she asked, already reaching for a bright blue brick.

“Of course you can,” Lando smiled, brushing her curls back with his fingers.

She plopped herself cross-legged on the stage, directly in front of Lando’s feet, humming softly to herself as she started building with pure toddler determination.

“Okay,” Lando said, chuckling into the mic, “you all now have front-row seats to what my living room looks like 90% of the time.”

Oscar leaned in toward the audience. “She’s already better than Lando at building.”

“I heard that,” Lando muttered, a grin tugging at his lips as he absently stroked Yn’s hair while answering the next fan question.

“Lando, how’s it being a dad on the road?” a fan shouted.

Lando’s gaze softened, glancing down at the tiny head now tilted in deep concentration, tongue poking out slightly as she tried to connect two oddly shaped pieces.

“It’s… amazing. Hard sometimes. There is a lot of packing, a scarily huge number of Barbies, and I know every episode of Bluey by heart now. But she’s my favourite travel buddy,” he said. “And she’s got a VIP pass to everything.”

Oscar nodded, glancing at Yn. “She makes the paddock like, ten times happier.”

“She’s our little team boss,” Lando added, smirking. “Tells the engineers when I need juice and gives me hugs before quali. I mean… who else gets that kind of support?”

More cheering. Someone held up a sign that read: “TEAM YN > EVERYONE ELSE” in glittery purple.

“Honestly, true,” Oscar said, showing the sign to the cameras.

Yn, still focused, suddenly raised a hand. “Daddy?”

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“I need the square one. The green square one.”

Lando squatted beside her, quickly rummaging through the pile until he found it and handed it to her like it was a precious gem.

“There you go, boss.”

“Thank you,” she said, sticking her tongue out slightly as she snapped it into place.

“Perfectionist,” Lando whispered to Oscar with a proud smile.

After about twenty minutes—far longer than either of them anticipated spending on stage—Lando finally glanced at the time and winced.

“I think we have to wrap it up, unfortunately,” he told the crowd.

There was a collective groan from the fans, followed by someone yelling, “Let Yn host the next Q&A!”

“Tempting,” Lando laughed, picking up Yn with practiced ease. “She’d probably do a better job.”

“Can I take the Legos?” Yn whispered sleepily against his shoulder.

Oscar stepped in, gently scooping the semi-formed Lego castle. “Don’t worry, we’re bringing it with us. I got it. Sir Lego Security at your service.”

“Thanks, Oskie,” she mumbled, her eyes already fluttering shut as she clung to her dad’s shirt.

Fans waved and cheered as the trio made their way off stage—Lando holding his sleepy daughter tightly against his chest, Oscar following with the Lego creation carefully balanced in his arms.

Once they were off-stage and a little more out of view, Lando looked over at Oscar and grinned.

“Think we just made Yn the most famous person in the paddock.”

Oscar chuckled. “Mate, I think she just stole the whole show.”

Lando looked down at Yn, whose breathing had evened out, her tiny hand still gripping his shirt.

“She always does,” he said softly. “And I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

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Authors Note: Hey loves. I hope you enjoyed reading this story. My requests are always open for you!

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[whats-in-a-sentence]

In simplified form, the cycle is shown in Fig. 4.6.

"Environmental Chemistry: A Global Perspective", 4e - Gary W. VanLoon & Stephen J. Duffy

[yurizq]

ෆ The leather seats were soft under your thighs, but not nearly as soft as Nanami’s voice as he glanced over at you from the driver’s side, one hand steady on the wheel.

“You’re quiet,” he murmured, eyes shifting back to the road. “Are you tired?”

You hummed. “Not really.”

He’d taken you out all day — lunch at your favorite spot, a boutique he claimed he just happened to park near, a walk with your hand in his as if the city was made for the two of you. Nanami didn’t do flashy. He didn’t do big scenes. But when he spoiled you? He made you feel like the only thing that mattered.

So now, sitting in his perfectly clean car in the soft hush of nighttime, you decided he deserved a thank you.

Your hand slipped onto his thigh.

Nanami didn’t react right away. He simply exhaled through his nose — like he already knew what you were up to.

“Are you really going to misbehave here, of all places?” he asked mildly. “We’re in public.”

You leaned over, nuzzling his neck, whispering against his skin. “The windows are tinted…”

He finally looked at you. His eyes flicked to your lips. Your dress had ridden up a little. His jaw tightened.

He turned into an empty parking garage. Parked. Cut the engine.

Then he turned toward you fully. “Come here.”

You obeyed instantly, crawling into his lap. His hands gripped your hips, sliding up the backs of your thighs beneath your dress — slow, warm, controlled.

“You were such a good girl today,” he said softly, tilting your chin up. “You deserve more than just a car ride home.”

“I want to give you something instead,” you whispered, already undoing his belt, brushing your fingers over the hard length straining in his slacks. “Let me thank you.”

His breath hitched just a little — then he nodded once, leaning back.

You sank down between his legs.

Nanami hissed the moment your lips wrapped around him. Not loud — never loud — but deep in his chest, like it tore itself out of his lungs.

“You’re so eager,” he murmured, brushing a hand over your cheek. “Every time…”

You moaned around him, letting his cock fill your mouth, letting your tongue tease under the tip — you wanted him messy, wanted to ruin the perfect man in his perfect suit.

Nanami cursed under his breath, hips bucking just once. “Slow down,” he muttered. “Or I’m going to come too fast.”

You kept going.

Spit slicked your lips, smeared your chin, your hand stroking what your mouth couldn’t take. His thighs tensed. His knuckles turned white gripping the center console.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” he groaned, voice low and tight, “you’re going to make me lose control—”

You pulled off just enough to say, “Good.”

And then took him deep.

That did it.

His hips bucked, his head tipped back against the seat with a ragged breath, and he came in your mouth with a sharp, guttural sound, hand fisted in your hair.

You swallowed every drop.

When you looked up, he was flushed — lips parted, chest rising and falling — and his hand reached out to pull you into his lap.

Nanami kissed your temple. “You really are insatiable.”

You smirked against his collar.

“Just well taken care of.”

[cherrysinner]

─── PARKING LOT ♡

♡ pairing: perv!reader x nerd!rafe

♡ summary: you kiss rafe and cause him to have… a problem. that you need to solve.

♡ warnings / tags: fluff, smut, oral, (m receiving) MDNI!

♡ author's note: you guessed it… this was inspired by #1 nerd!rafe stan @raahosh

PERVERT MASTERLIST ♡ RAFE MASTERLIST

your fingers were intertwined with rafe's, his thumb rubbing the back of your hand while his other hand was wrapped around the steering wheel. you hummed softly along to the music playing on the radio, looking out your the window at the passing scenery of storefronts and people walking down the street.

the two of you pulled up in front of a walmart, your boyfriend killing the engine and turning to you with an adoring smile, "alright, baby, what'd you need again?" he asked, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, "pads, raspberry-chocolate ice cream and moisturizer by beauty of joseon."

"got it." rafe nodded, pushing his glasses up his nose, "pads, ice cream, and moisturizer..." "only beauty of joseon. got it? you've seen the packaging, you know what it looks like." "i got it." rafe chuckled fondly, "alright, i'll be right back."

but before your boyfriend could even take his seatbelt off, you grabbed hold of his shirt collar and tugged him to you, crashing your lips to his. rafe let out a quiet moan as your hand wound up to his styled hair, tugging on the strands before your hand slid down the back of his neck, your tongue stroking his.

you pulled away with a grin, a string of saliva connecting your lips, your boyfriend panting, his pupils nearly overtaking his beautiful, blue eyes.

"alright, head on in." you smiled. rafe cleared his throat, squeezing his eyes shut. "i... i can't." he mumbled, "what? what do you- oh."

your sentence was interrupted when you looked down at rafe's lap, noticing the very visible bulge in his khakis. you let out a snort of a laughter, making the boy exclaim, "hey!" "i'm sorry." you chuckled again, this time in a softer tone, "that's- that's normal. i'm sure a lot of guys get hard from... their girlfriend kissing them." you snorted once again.

"that's mean!" rafe whined, but you simply shook your head, biting down on your lower lip, "then let me help you with your problem."

rafe watched as you unbuckled his belt and undid his pant buttons and zipper, his bulge visible through the blue-and-white square patterned boxer shorts he wore. you brought your hand to the outline of his cock, rafe taking in a deep breath as you stroked his length through the fabric.

"have you been good lately?" you purred, stroking his cock through his boxer shorts, "are you gonna get me everything i need? "a-always..." he breathed out, making you chuckle. you tugged down the band of his boxer shorts, his cock standing at attention. you brought your hand to your mouth and spit onto the palm of your hand, before bringing it down to the base of rafe's cock.

you stroked his cock, making rafe let out a gasp as the angry-red tip of his dick released some precum. "someone's excited..." you purred, slowly bringing your mouth closer to where he craved you.

when your lips finally met his cock, your hand was at the base of it and your lips pressed a gentle peck on the head of it, making him shiver. you then brought your mouth to the base of his cock, licking a stripe up a vein on his cock, rafe letting out a shameless moan.

your head bobbed up and down on his cock, rafe gently holding your hair back as he whispered compliments to you, all the while his cock kept hitting the back of your throat. you pulled away from his cock breathlessly, spit still connecting your mouth to the head of his cock, "tug my hair harder..." you mumbled breathlessly, bringing your mouth back onto his cock.

rafe unsurely did as you told him to, and you sunk your mouth down on him, the moan you let out muffled by his length. finally he was putting some force into it.

your head bopped up and down his cock, your panties getting wetter the harder rafe tugged your hair until he whimpered, "i'm... i'm close..."

his words made you pick up your pace, holding onto the base of his cock harder, hollowing your cheeks out more, all until rafe's hips started thrusting up harder, the man breathing roughly. "yes, yes, yeeeee-"

you felt warm spurts of cum in your mouth, taking in everything he gave you before you pulled your head away from his cock and looked at rafe, sticking your cum-coated tongue out. rafe watched in a complete daze as you closed your mouth and swallowed.

"now." you smiled, tugging the waistband of rafe's boxer shorts up to cover his softening cock, "remember. pads, chocolate-raspberry ice cream, and moisturizer by beauty of joseon." you smiled, stroking a strand of loose sandy hair behind rafe's ear, "or you're never getting this again."

and rafe made sure to remember.

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