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What a awesome car! Like i said in the last update, this is the unique GT3RS with this color combination in Brazil... It was a special order, cause the oficial color was silver with orange, and for me this color fitted so perfect in this car!
It's a shame the new 991 GT3 will not come with the manual gearbox as optional... :(
The Custom ATV Tuning Quad with trailer is an additive Model for the legendary T1-VW Bus.
- It consists of 319 parts (including hitch.)
- Loading ramp for extracting and stowage
- Hitch and jockey wheel for parking
- Dimensions of the ATV Quad (W / H / D): 11.1 / 8.0 / 19.7 cm
Instructions PDF + XML available.
For more information look on my Homepage.
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tUnE-yArDs @ KEXP 05-24-2014
Photos by Dave Lichterman
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Last night, we went to hear our friend Bill play banjo with Dustin Flyte. Bill had to tune up, but he didn't want to block the audience's view, so he got down on the floor - all the way down. (Please note the large tip jar!)
Nissan March - better known as the Micra outside of Japan, with some pretty heavy tuning. Photographed many years ago in Tokyo somewhere. This is a 1997-2002 facelift version, parked in front of a Nissan Elgrand.
An old vinyl record attached to a tree branch along the Mississippi River in Houska Park at La Crosse, Wisconsin. On closer inspection I discovered the album was “Hell Bent For Leather” by Frankie Laine, produced by Columbia Records in 1961.
The storm doth walk the seashore humming a mournful tune,
the wave with eye so pensive, looketh to see the moon,
their spirits meet together, they make them solemn vows,
no more he singeth mournful, her sadness she doth lose.
The worm doth woo the mortal, death claims a living bride,
night unto day is married, morn unto eventide.
La tempesta si aggira sulla riva mormorando un dolente canto,
il frangente con occhio pensoso, volge lo sguardo alla luna,
i loro spiriti si fondono, si scambiano solenni giuramenti,
mai più canterà lui dolente, e lei scaccerà la sua tristezza.
Il verme corteggia il mortale, la morte reclama una sposa viva,
la notte al giorno è sposata, l'aurora al vespro
Emily Dickinson, 1850