So, how was your day?

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Went on my first date with a girl. We had a great time, I definitely can't wait to see her again. Good thing (not really?) school starts Tuesday so I'll get to see her every day. I made one bad move though, I didn't walk her to the door!!! How bad of a move was that?
 
Decent. Got bored, so I tore down an old bicycle and put it all back together for the hell of it. Hoping to get some money back from my mom that she owes me so I can purchase an ATV motor I want off Ebay to rebuild it to keep everything sharp while I'm not working.


Went on my first date with a girl. We had a great time, I definitely can't wait to see her again. Good thing (not really?) school starts Tuesday so I'll get to see her every day. I made one bad move though, I didn't walk her to the door!!! How bad of a move was that?

Could be good or bad. You should be able to use an excuse and play it off as you felt more comfortable doing it after you really got to know her a little more. Use that and you should be golden.
 
First time seeing what the Focus can do for mileage.

I filled it up to the click when I first got it, and filled up to the click again today.

The result was about 7.9L/100km, or 36MPG.

I'm pretty happy with that, considering it was mixed driving, with some heavy applications of throttle. :lol:
 
First time seeing what the Focus can do for mileage.

I filled it up to the click when I first got it, and filled up to the click again today.

The result was about 7.9L/100km, or 36MPG.

I'm pretty happy with that, considering it was mixed driving, with some heavy applications of throttle. :lol:

We have an '09 Focus SE and it gets roughly 32. 👍
 
With the 2.0 right?

I was worried when I got the conversion because it said 29mpg. :scared:

Then I saw that it was in US gallons instead of imperial.

I'm hoping to get 40 next time. :D
 
With the 2.0 right?

I was worried when I got the conversion because it said 29mpg. :scared:

Then I saw that it was in US gallons instead of imperial.

I'm hoping to get 40 next time. :D

Yeah I'm pretty sure it's the 2.0.
 
It was pleasant... then it became absolute hell with road rage. I was driving to a store that's close to my house with my mom lil bro and new GF, to buy some pens, when I get cut-off by a cab.

Now, before I go any further, let me paint a picture of the road for you.

There is a governmental building up a hill where people get their social security numbers. Now, there is only one way in or out, and that's straight up/down this hill. Now, at the junction, drivers can choose to go right, or up the hill. Drivers coming from the hill can choose to go left (my right) or straight.

Now, my intention was to turn right, in the junction in front of me, a cement truck was already half way through, so what I did, was lightly tap the brakes and at the same time, being cautious of this impatient cab driver behind me. The cabbie wasn't looking, so he almost hit me, when he saw the brakes he honked and overtook me.

There is nothing I hate more, than impatient drivers who overtake you, and end up going slower than you. The cabbie cut me off and went wide left, I took my position back and squeezed in the right side. At this point, he honks and exclaims “Hijo de 🤬"

At this point I yank the hand brake causing the van to turn 90°. I planned this out.... the van is blocking both my lane and the oncoming lane. He couldn't go backwards because drivers here go right up your ass. He couldn't go anywhere.

I calmly press the unlock button, get out of the car, and lock my eyes on this piece of 🤬. I walk over to the trunk of the van, grabbed a baseball bat that I found in my local park about 5 months ago.

I walk over and this is where he goes from being the almighty alpha male, to a complete coward. He starts yelling and gesturing to be calm. I've got all the time in the world... he's gridlocked, he can't go anywhere. So I slowly walk over, dragging the bat behind me, thinking of what to break first.

I went for the headlights. Followed by the windshield. Then the passenger windows on the right side. Then taillights, then the rear window. Hit the roof, door panels, quarter panels, door mirrors.

Then I leaned over to the driver, and in plain Italian, I told him: “Don't ever endanger another man's family ever again.... the next guy might be worse." He nodded rapidly, hoping for it to end.

Now... my mom was speechless, because in all her life raising me, she has NEVER seen this side of me before.... NEVER. My new GF was scared to death, and very quietly asked to be sent home by someone other than me. My dad was proud of me for being a safe driver, and for standing up for the family, but disappointed with the way I handled it.

The cabbie drove off, never to be heard of again...

I don't really know what to think. I mean, I was proud of being a MAN, but I wasn't proud of doing what I just did. I think I lost my GF, which means that all my male friends will look up to me, but all my female friends will think I'm an animal...

I have NEVER done something like this.... I guess the adrenaline rush, and that Italian mentality of “What did you call my mother?" took over. I don't know...

I felt like I needed to vent a bit.
 
Venezuela,. Anything above or below is North America, or South America, respectively

I would argue Venezuela as South America, too. It's definitely not part of the typical area of Central America, which includes Cuba...


And, why were you speaking Italian in, what I presume, is a Spanish speaking country?



My day: Why am I still awake? Oh, crap, I'm really having trouble re-adjusting to waking up in the mornings for college.


Can anyone please help me with tips for how to go from the afternoon shift to the day-shift/college life? This will be highly appreciated.
 
The family dog passed away yesterday. When we were out eating and came back home, we found her collapsed near my sis's door next to some excrement & a slight blood stain.

The last couple of days weren't particularly happy for her; she had terrible breathing and dry coughs & couldn't eat nor sleep well (she still managed to do both, though not at the recommended intakes for a 3 yr old). She also couldn't walk very much, instead standing or lying down in place for a long time. We took her to the vet as soon we can, but they were filled until next Friday, which is a very long time so I unfortunately had doubts she can make it.. However we did found out that she didn't have heartworms, though we felt that it was most likely a fatal heart disease. We can't be sure of that until next Friday...

I argued with my sis if we could stay home and watch over the dog, but she wanted to get out the house. I'm now pretty furious at myself for no one sticking by the dog's side during her final hours. I have no idea what exactly killed her but we presumed she had a heart attack, but that didn't really explain the blood stains..

We buried her at the back along with her stuff. We only had her for +3 months. Since she was a stray, that pretty much defined her disease as we didn't know she could have died so early on; we did went to a vet one day in the summer & they confirmed nothing serious other than dental problems & slight heart murmurs. It didn't really matter anyway b/c the bills for treatment were too expensive. The vet we went to recently had much cheaper prices, so maybe we could have saved her. Between the time we treated her like a family member & did everything a dog enjoys doing. She despised other dogs for some reason..

All in all, she's gone now & may she rest in peace.
 
Really sucks about the dog man. You had it for such a short amount of time too. Do you think you will get another eventually?
 
Yesterday wasn't too bad. Got to relax and do what I wanted for once. I've been so busy lately that I really just needed a ME day. Also put a new muffler on the motorcycle. IMO it sounds amazing.
 
Really sucks about the dog man. You had it for such a short amount of time too. Do you think you will get another eventually?

I'm not sure about that yet. But I think we won't get another for a while.
 
I've just returned from the local tractor pulling Europeans finalists event. It was beyond awesome, especially the tractors with multiple supercharged V8's running with nitro, those were so loud you wouldn't believe it and they developed up to ten thousand horsepower with eleven thousand NM.

Made some pics:

The 10k horsepower tractor ''Lambada''.

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Aircraft engine with an engine displacement of whooping 55.000 cubic centimeters.

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This one used three Russian helicopter engines developing a total of around 8000 horsepower. It ran with jet fuel.
Its turbines had to be revved up and started with an old Audi car diesel engine which was dragged around on a small carriage. The engines air intake was 40 cubic meters per second.

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Diesel power.*

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Extremely loud nitro V8's!*
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Closeup:

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Women winners ceremony. Yes, there where female drivers and they rocked just as hard as the men.

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After each pull compactors and steam rollers were used to repair the damaged dirt strip for the next tractor.

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That's awesome, Michael. I prefer vintage pullers, but who doesn't love a 'tractor' with three helicopter turbines strapped to it?!

Plus, blondes.
 
That's awesome, Michael. I prefer vintage pullers, but who doesn't love a 'tractor' with three helicopter turbines strapped to it?!

Plus, blondes.

IMO everything should have strapped a couple of helicopter turbines to it. :dopey:

Yep, the female drivers and the cheerleaders were surprisingly hot, even though I prefer brunettes.
 
I felt like I needed to vent a bit.

Not only do I not believe a word of what you just said, but parts of it are against the AUP. If you think that criminal damage, intimidation and dangerous driving (that this whole thing was about in the first place) is an appropriate response to someone else's poor driving, you are a moron.

I prefer brunettes.

Silly Austrians.
 
Team THRT Drift
It was pleasant... then it became absolute hell with road rage. I was driving to a store that's close to my house with my mom lil bro and new GF, to buy some pens, when I get cut-off by a cab.

Now, before I go any further, let me paint a picture of the road for you.

There is a governmental building up a hill where people get their social security numbers. Now, there is only one way in or out, and that's straight up/down this hill. Now, at the junction, drivers can choose to go right, or up the hill. Drivers coming from the hill can choose to go left (my right) or straight.

Now, my intention was to turn right, in the junction in front of me, a cement truck was already half way through, so what I did, was lightly tap the brakes and at the same time, being cautious of this impatient cab driver behind me. The cabbie wasn't looking, so he almost hit me, when he saw the brakes he honked and overtook me.

There is nothing I hate more, than impatient drivers who overtake you, and end up going slower than you. The cabbie cut me off and went wide left, I took my position back and squeezed in the right side. At this point, he honks and exclaims “Hijo de 🤬"

At this point I yank the hand brake causing the van to turn 90°. I planned this out.... the van is blocking both my lane and the oncoming lane. He couldn't go backwards because drivers here go right up your ass. He couldn't go anywhere.

I calmly press the unlock button, get out of the car, and lock my eyes on this piece of 🤬. I walk over to the trunk of the van, grabbed a baseball bat that I found in my local park about 5 months ago.

I walk over and this is where he goes from being the almighty alpha male, to a complete coward. He starts yelling and gesturing to be calm. I've got all the time in the world... he's gridlocked, he can't go anywhere. So I slowly walk over, dragging the bat behind me, thinking of what to break first.

I went for the headlights. Followed by the windshield. Then the passenger windows on the right side. Then taillights, then the rear window. Hit the roof, door panels, quarter panels, door mirrors.

Then I leaned over to the driver, and in plain Italian, I told him: “Don't ever endanger another man's family ever again.... the next guy might be worse." He nodded rapidly, hoping for it to end.

Now... my mom was speechless, because in all her life raising me, she has NEVER seen this side of me before.... NEVER. My new GF was scared to death, and very quietly asked to be sent home by someone other than me. My dad was proud of me for being a safe driver, and for standing up for the family, but disappointed with the way I handled it.

The cabbie drove off, never to be heard of again...

I don't really know what to think. I mean, I was proud of being a MAN, but I wasn't proud of doing what I just did. I think I lost my GF, which means that all my male friends will look up to me, but all my female friends will think I'm an animal...

I have NEVER done something like this.... I guess the adrenaline rush, and that Italian mentality of “What did you call my mother?" took over. I don't know...

I felt like I needed to vent a bit.

Well that escalated quickly. I think you overreacted, a lot.

All I've done today is cut the lawn, and it was terrible because it's extremely humid.
 
Team THRT drift

You realise the taxi driver could hit your van, after you tried blocking him. Injuring yourself, and your passengers. Would you really risk hurting people THAT close to you for a bit of petty road rage...?

Anyway, had a little visit to a karting track my dad's boss owns. Had a go in his custom kart (which was quite scary for a 1 litre diesel) so it was tonnes of fun :)
 
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