1200 miles in a Countach
I think if I’d been one of those people stopped at the side of the road when he passed me, I would’ve fainted, or thought I was imagining it. Lucky bastard.
Evo’s Harry Metcalfe drives his Lamborghini Countach QV the 1200 miles back from the Lamborghini factory in Italy, all the way to his house in the UK. The route included a blast along the Route Napoleon, a dash across central France and a trip on the Eurotunnel. Finishing off the next morning at his home in the Cotswolds.
Nyiragongo Crater
Excellent photo, although the “lake” looks more like a paddling pool, right? Click through, and start scrolling. Pause for a moment on pic 20.
The words you’re looking for are “holy fucking shit”.
Delicious Links 22/02/2011
- World Press Photo Contest 2011
- Pictures: Medieval Cave Tunnels Revealed as Never Before
- Photos: Time Capsule Mansion Opened After 100 Years
- Hamster Powered Strandbeest – Turn the sound off, unless you like enthusiastic people.
- The Coolest Locksmith Shop in New York City
- 1,800-Year-Old Roman Multitool
- Smithsonian’s hidden car cache – The ’48 Tucker Sedan is gorgeous.
GPS Jamming
Fascinating PDF hosted on the Irish Lights website about current threats to GPS — the amount of chaos that can be created using relatively cheap jammers is incredible. I’m sure the twits out there with jammers think they’re the bees-knees, but they’re in the same or worse category as the pinheads that think it’s funny to point a laser pointers at a plane.
Floppy Toccata & Fugue
For those of you that remember floppy drives, this is just the best.
For the rest of ye… well, you had to be there…
Last Call
Last call for beers in the Sextant tonight. I’ll be there for 7, hope a few of you will be able to leave your “friends” in loser-social-land for a little while to say hello. No offense like.
MMM: Not So Dinky
Lorenzo Quinn’s “Vroom Vroom”, currently installed on Park Lane in London (where all the big-nob dealers hang out). That’s a real Fiat 500.
Halcyon Gallery: The four-metre high sculpture consists of a vintage Fiat 500, the first car that the sculptor ever bought, grasped by an oversized aluminium child’s hand modelled from Quinn’s son.