(06-28-2023, 02:08 PM)classicdrogn Wrote: Wait, the crew escaped? I hadn't anything like that...
Euphemism for being ejected at high speed as a mincemeat paste.
Everything's crushing in - and that's the one bit that blew out.
I love the smell of rotaries in the morning. You know one time, I got to work early, before the rush hour. I walked through the empty carpark, I didn't see one bloody Prius or Golf. And that smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole carpark, smelled like.... ....speed.
One day they're going to ban them.