I've gone by these names in the past, if for some reason you find me familiar:
Spent all afternoon installing a new lip and splitters. Tested up to 160km/h so far tonight and hasn’t come loose at all so I suppose the addition of double-sided tape to the bolts was well worth it (plus it helped with mounting it). Will be taking some better photos in the daytime.
as long as my eyelids are weighed down by desire
and one dying wish
I will never know when you appear
If only I could find a girl who would put up with me listening to Belle & Sebastian and emotive hardcore genres all day, I think I’d be happy.
Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle as years of matrimony rolled on; a tart tempter never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edge tool that grows keener by constant use. For a long while he used to console himself, when driven from home, by frequenting a kind of perpetual club of the sages, philosophers, and other idle personages of the village, that held its sessions on a bench before a small inn, designated by a rubicund portrait of his majesty George the Third. Here they used to sit in the shade, of a long lazy summer’s day, talk listlessly over village gossip, or tell endless sleepy stories about nothing. But it would have been worth any statesman’s money to have heard the profound discussions that sometimes took place, when by chance an old newspaper fell into their hands, from some passing traveller. How solemnly they would listen to the contents, as drawled out by Derrick Van Bummel, the schoolmaster, a dapper learned little man, who was not to be daunted by the most gigantic word in the dictionary.
In the last weeks of his life, Ted, a high school senior, drew fantasy cartoons and recorded his thoughts in a secret code that only a close friend could decipher. Part of Ted’s decoded obituary, written shortly before he killed himself, read:
"My I.Q. is one-hundred and fourty-two. My mind is diseased, that I know. I am going to kill myself. What a relief it was. I am so much better now. You cannot do wrong when you are dead. Time is infinite, and we are at the beginning."