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Tom a fabriqué de toutes pièces le drone de course de la photo (prise par moman :-) et l'a équipé d'une camera sur stabilisateur afin de pouvoir filmer des trucs rapides genre courses avec une image très nette, et il participe à son 5e concours (il en a déjà gagné 4)
Un petit coup de pouce serait le bienvenu.
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Who’s the fastest? The Man of Steel or the Scarlet Speedster?! Will Lois ever be able to fix her hair after this?! Well it’s time to find out!
Featuring custom Flash minifigure by Christo.
#1 Fastest Animal On Earth - Can top 200mph when diving for prey or to protect it's nest!!!!!!!!!
Peregrine Falcon
Falco peregrinus
Blandair Park Northside
Columbia, HoCo, MD
Quad 39076_B7
Fastest night sky setup ever! I saw the incoming clouds and knew they were going to be a deal-breaker unless I was quick. I got set up and shooting in time and rather than wrecking the shot, they just added a layer towards the horizon which made for some nice lead-in lines as well as providing a reflector for the nearby light pollution, leaving the bulk of the night sky unaffected. Nice when it goes your way...
Exif: 2 x 8 minute exposures (1 star tracking; 1 static); f4.0; ISO 1600; 10mm.
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This found photo online is a lovely restoration of a '41 Cadillac fastback series 61. Such great lines and the deep burgundy is quite smart.
For those who love and know cars of this era, it's interesting to note that GM really hit something when they designed the fast back two door. Not only did Cadillac make one, but Buick, Pontiac, Oldsmobile and Chevrolet did as well. Chevy's Aerosedan didn't come along till '42, and hit it's most famous popularity by '47-8. But, it's really fun to see nearly the same body profile in other GM makes. It was a great design, and is still very popular among the low-rider and custom car cultures.
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Having finished the Boonta Eve race, myself and Frons were tasked to find a suitable buyer for the wraith. Finding a buyer was quite easy - every being our side of the galaxy wanted to own the supposedly fastest speeder ever created. The harder part was finding someone who actually had the money to pay for it. We had already received hundreds of offers for the Wraith, most of them from other Bounty Hunters and smugglers hoping to get their hands on the coveted vehicle. After painstakingly long hours of reading offers we came across one which seemed fairly legitimate to us - a rich crime boss on Florrum who had been in the market for a new personal speeder for quite some time now. We arranged to meet him on Coruscant with the speeder to finalise the deal.
Once me and Frons had reached the meeting place there wasn't a soul to be seen. Suddenly, as if out of nowhere a platoon of imperial soldiers appeared and began raining fire on us. It all happened so fast I can barely recall what happened. I vaguely recall Frons leading me into the backseat of the wraith to gain some protection. I was so paralyzed with shock I couldn't move, let alone help Frons fire back at the soldiers. Eventually Frons had to surrender, but not before getting hit twice in his right arm. I couldn't do anything, I just watched helplessly as the troopers stunned him and threw him from the speeder, which had now been completely destroyed. Before I knew it, they approached me and stunned me as well.
When I awoke I found myself in a holding cell. Frons was nowhere to be seen and the whole room was freezing. I looked out the barred window to look at my surroundings - it seemed I was on a barren ice world, hence the low temperature. I sat down on the floor, reliving what had happened in my mind. I could still see Frons being thrown like a rag-doll from the speeder, and my useless self just sitting there watching.
A few hours later the door to my cell opened to reveal two troopers, 501st legion by the look of their armor. What they were doing here I had no idea, but whatever the reason I wasn't going to fight back unarmed against the Empire's finest. I was led to a large open room with large machinery, a laboratory by the looks of its inhabitants - scientists dressed in the imperial white and black.
This is where I am currently. So far nobody has prevented me from continuing the use of my log, however that may be because nobody has noticed - the guards have left and the scientists seem to be completely preoccupied with their work. I know this would be the perfect time to escape, but I simply can't gather the strength or courage to do so. Gosh, what kind of a bounty hunter am I... A scientist approaches me, so I'm forced to end for now.
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I'm forced to whisper in the hope that nobody will notice me continuing my log. The scientist blindfolded me and strapped some sort of device to my waist, then proceeded to give me a shot of some sort in both arms. I'm currently being transported by a small cargo speeder and am progressively losing strength in my body, supposedly due to the shots. I can feel myself being strapped to some sort of large whirring machines and having the device on my waist hooked up to them. I can't move, I can't see, and can barely move my tongue in order to make intelligent noises - not exactly the safest situation to be in. Something is starting to poke in from the object on my waist, the machine is getting louder. Ow ow ow ow ow. Ayyyyy, that was painful. Although, a don't know - it'th kinda' fumy iff you think abou' i'. Mu tung feelth tho weird, I can't muv it, haha! Ugh, mu hed felth lak ther'th a full-groan nerfth bangin' i'. Haha, a full-groan nerfth, ge' i'? Wai', ow. Ow. Ow, ow ow ow ow ow OW OW OW! Aghhhhhhhh! Aghhhhhhh! Aghhhhhhhhhhhhugh ugh. Uuuuuu...
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Having received Frons's distress call we caught the first transport going to Coruscant. We found Frons, wounded in his right arm, resting in a bar in the lower levels of the city. He quickly recalled what had happened and explained that Charla had been kidnapped. We had no way of getting in touch with her and it seemed that we would never be able to reach her until Frons showed us one one of his bracelets. He explained that Charla had one just like it - when plugged into a tracing computer, the bracelet would enable us to pinpoint the approximate location of Charla.
Sure enough, the bracelet worked. According to Frons's tracker we would find Charla on the side of a mountain in the southern hemisphere of Ilum. Vase, our communications expert, arranged for transport and we all prepared our gear: mostly blasters and explosives.
Once we were already on the transport, we began planning our mission. We basically came to the conclusion that we would break into whatever place they were keeping Charla, guns a' blazing, and then get the heck out of there. To be honest, that's the type of plan I like the most - simple and effective. It's also pretty fun, not gonna lie.
A couple of minutes before landing I was approached by Veto. "Why are we doing this?," he said. "You keep forgetting we're Bounty hunters and smugglers, members of the underworld! We're not the CIS or a free day-care, losses happen - we shouldn't have to focus on one person, but the whole team! What's best for the team, Marcus?"
"Nobody's forcing you to come with us, Veto. We took a vote, we decided to rescue Charla - that proves it's best for the Team."
Veto stood motionless for a while, then replied: "What's best is not always what we want, Marcus. Remember that."
I snorted. "We're bounty hunters - the right thing for us is whatever we want to do."
Veto left and we landed a couple of minutes later. After we left the transport I noticed another ship landing a while away.
"Who do you think that is?" I asked. Nobody in the team seemed to know, however Frons after a while spoke up.
"Those are the Twins - I hired them to help us rescue Charla. I had to use all of my savings, but I think it'll be worth it."
A stunned silence followed that newest bit of information. The Twins are possibly the best fighting duo in all the galaxy - Frons must have saved up a pretty penny to be able to afford their service.
"Okay then," I said. "Let's go get Charla."
After brief introductions with the Twins - their names were Lela and Bren Kirsta - we began our attack. We found the secret base, practically invisible save for a small blast door. We blew it open and rushed in. We threatened the first sentry we found and learned that Charla was in room 5b. Having consulted a holographic map of the base we rushed to a large laboratory in the east wing.
We reached the laboratory and shot the two guards. I spotted Charla unconscious in the back of the room, hooked up to some menacing-looking machines. Blue waves of energy seemed to be rolling up her body.
"Secure the area!" I shouted. "Veto, get over to the front blast door, Bren - oh, forget it." New troops had just entered the laboratory, led by an imperial officer. It seemed a full fledged blaster battle was in order. "Just shoot them. Braik, Vase - go and get Charla out of that contraption."
I ran towards the scientist who seemed to not fully comprehend what was going on. I pinned him against the wall and placed my dirk up against his throat. "What are you doing to her?" I asked.
"That's none of your business," he sneered. "Oh, and if you remove the girl by force you'll most likely kill her."
I don't tend to trust Imperials, but what he said seemed logical anyway.
"Vase!" I yelled. "You can't remove her by force! You're going to have to hack into the computer. Braik, see if you can disable those machines manually!"
They got to work, but after a couple of seconds I heard Vase yelling:
"Marcus! She's dying - all of her vitals are failing. Her body simply can't handle the immense amount of energy flowing through her."
"If you just give it a second the program will finish, maybe she'll even be alive when it ends," sneered the scientist. I pushed him up harder against the wall.
"If the girl dies," I said, "then so do you."
"Marcus!" yelled Vase. "We're getting pretty close here, and I still haven't made any progress, neither has Braik!"
"Then shoot the dang thing!" I yelled back. Vase took out his blaster and began blasting away at the controls. Braik began frantically cutting cords and destroying as much as he could of the machines that were killing Charla. Suddenly, the machines stopped whirring - I'm still not sure what did it. Perhaps Braik was able to cause some significant damage, maybe it malfunctioned due to Vase's shots, or maybe the program simply ended. Whatever the reason, the machines stopped functioning and the straps that held Charla fell away. Vase examined her, attaching one of his trackers to her arm.
He heaved a sigh of relief. "She's still alive and well," he said. Then, with a puzzled expression he added. "In fact, she seems to be doing exceptionally well - she's the perfect picture of health. Beyond perfect, as a matter of fact."
I'm not sure what that meant, but I had no time to think about it. Me and Braik joined the others to help finish off the remaining troops. Once all of the troopers had been disposed of, I turned my attention to the scientist. He was looking astounded at Charla.
"It worked," he said, dumbfounded. "My machine's a success!"
I aimed my blaster at the machines and started blowing them to bits. The scientist watched, evidently distressed as I completely demolished his work. I noticed a couple of blue papers lying on a nearby table, so I destroyed those too.
"I hope you've got another set of blueprints and a lot of time. Otherwise, I'm sorry to say your genius machine may be gone forever."
I looked around. Everyone was accounted for, with the exception of Kas. When I thought about it I realized I hadn't seen him since we had entered the laboratory in the first place. However, a couple of seconds later he came rushing into the room clutching a data chip.
"Sorry to leave you guys on your own," he said. "I just saw this really convincing computer terminal and decided to see what information was being held on it." He smiled. "I think you guys are going to like it"
Normally I would have yelled at him for leaving us on our own, but I simply didn't have the strength. "Whatever," I said. "Let's get out of here before reinforcements come."
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If you read the whole entire story without falling asleep then I've got to admit I'm really impressed. And yes, I used a half door.
Built for the Dark Time RPG as well as #imperialmarch and Luka's contest on Instagram. Went with something a lot bigger then I usually build :) I'm going to be completely honest, this MOC started to bore me towards the end while building it - too much grey. Still, I'm pleased with the way it came out. Photography less so. Feedback is always much appreciated
Happy Building!
Fastest hand in the west.
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Thanks to Alex and Ari for the PS help.
Fastest edit today. No time for a photo cause the best friend is in town!!!
Be right back!
Also, I'm low-key obsessed with giraffes!!
William Mosienko (November 2, 1921 – July 9, 1994) was a Ukrainian Canadian professional ice hockey right winger who played 14 seasons in the National Hockey League (NHL) for the Chicago Black Hawks.
His most famous moment came on March 23, 1952, in a game against the New York Rangers on the final night of the regular season. He scored three goals in a 21-second span of the third period against New York's Lorne Anderson to set a new record for the fastest hat-trick by one player. The record still stands .
After hockey he opened a few bowling alleys in his home town of Winnipeg . This mural was recently restored .
The Holy Trinity Ukrainian Orthodox Metropolitan Cathedral was built in the 1950's . It is on Main Street in Winnipeg Canada .
Ultimate Tag is a game of tag played in a large scale arena between players and Pro Taggers (eg. Dominator, Hollywood, Spitfire and Eagle).
Cherrybrook Shopping Centre, Sydney
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#1 Fastest Animal On Earth - Can top 200mph when diving for prey or to protect it's nest!!!!!!!!!
Peregrine Falcon
Falco peregrinus
Blandair Park Northside
Columbia, HoCo, MD
Quad 39076_B7
The Peregrine Falcon is the fastest animal on the planet. While diving in the air, it can reach speeds of over 200 mph (320 km/h). No wonder I sometimes lost him in my viewfinder! It was amazing to witness!
He was unsuccessful in this attempt at capturing a pigeon for breakfast.
Fastest still operating in Europe, the German locomotive BR 18 201, passes under the Prague White Rock (Bulovka).
Fastest 5 days ever.
I had a ton of fun at BrickFair this year, and I'll probably have a BFVA photo in the next few days. I meant to post this photo yesterday, but I kind of forgot.
Anyway, here's what I got at BFVA!
This is the fastest I've ever finished an anime figure. Ever.
Probably because Hohenheim is one of my favorite characters. Ever. And he's also got to be in the running for Most Tragic Character in Anime.
I sculpted and painted his hair and beard. This was my first time sculpting a beard, and they are a royal pain to make.
His tie, collar, waistcoat, and overcoat are e-tape.
His briefcase is just a Lego piece.
Let me know what you think!
NASA image release December 5, 2011
This is an artist's concept of the fastest rotating star found to date. The massive, bright young star, called VFTS 102, rotates at a million miles per hour, or 100 times faster than our Sun does. Centrifugal forces from this dizzying spin rate have flattened the star into an oblate shape and spun off a disk of hot plasma, seen edge on in this view from a hypothetical planet. The star may have "spun up" by accreting material from a binary companion star. The rapidly evolving companion later exploded as a supernova. The whirling star lies 160,000 light-years away in the Large Magellanic Cloud, a satellite galaxy of our Milky Way.
The team will use NASA's Hubble Space Telescope to make precise measurements of the star's proper motion across space.
To read more go to: hubblesite.org/newscenter/archive/releases/2011/39/full/
Image Type: Artwork
Credit: NASA, ESA, and G. Bacon (STScI)
NASA Goddard Space Flight Center enables NASA’s mission through four scientific endeavors: Earth Science, Heliophysics, Solar System Exploration, and Astrophysics. Goddard plays a leading role in NASA’s accomplishments by contributing compelling scientific knowledge to advance the Agency’s mission.
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A Juvenile Peregrine Falcon watching with great intensity at its parents flying nearby. Peregrine Falcons are the fastest animals in the world.
James French got down to 1:50 in the 1997 Jordan. The three Benettons present at the event were well off the pace
Road America HAWK 2016
Life In The Fastest Of Lanes.
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Steve.D.Hammond.