696 pts · March 5, 2015
Diesel "engine braking" just by letting off the throttle / downshifting is very minimal compared to a gas engine as well.
Perhaps it wasn't equipped with a Jake brake, which is an engine brake. Merely downshifting isn't going to stop a 36ton truck.
https://youtu.be/AiU1y5E8Q9M
Had it, not a fan honestly. You can keep your grits too.
FYI this is from ShadetreeSurgeon's youtube channel: https://www.youtube.com/c/shadetreesurgeon
That enough farming for today.
You probably don't put in 3000ft of elevation gain / loss.
Oh Hello, Also 603 here! That makes 4!
Why eat 810,000, when you can eat like 24,300,000 once you put them in the ground?
These are fantastic.
Birds aren't real
grasped vainly at the stone, and slid into the abyss. 'Fly, you fools!' he cried, and was gone.
as it fell it swung its whip, and the thongs lashed and curled about the wizard's knees, dragging him to the brink. He staggered and fell,
tongue of rock thrust out into emptiness. With a terrible cry the Balrog fell forward, and its shadow plunged down and vanished. But even
the Balrog's feet it broke, and the stone upon which it stood crashed into the gulf, while the rest remained, poised, quivering like a
bridge before him. The staff broke asunder and fell from his hand. A blinding sheet of white flame sprang up. The bridge cracked. Right at
with you, Gandalf!' 'Gondor!' cried Boromir and leaped after him. At that moment Gandalf lifted his staff, and crying aloud he smote the
Its whip whirled and hissed. 'He cannot stand alone!' cried Aragorn suddenly and ran back along the bridge. 'Elendil!' he shouted. 'I am
bridge, stepped back a pace, and then again stood still. 'You cannot pass!' he said. With a bound the Balrog leaped full upon the bridge.
There was a ringing clash and a stab of white fire. The Balrog fell back and its sword flew up in molten fragments. The wizard swayed on the
like a wizened tree before the onset of a storm. From out of the shadow a red sword leaped flaming. Glamdring glittered white in answer.
spread from wall to wall; but still Gandalf could be seen, glimmering in the gloom; he seemed small, and altogether alone: grey and bent,
to die, but the darkness grew. It stepped forward slowly on to the bridge, and suddenly it drew itself up to a great height, and its wings
The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udûn. Go back to the Shadow! You cannot pass." The Balrog made no answer. The fire in it seemed
'You cannot pass." he said. The orcs stood still, and a dead silence fell. 'I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor.
I mean, I am a fan of vinaigrette as well.
Blue Cheese or bust imo
Is this some sorta of radical new therapy?
Shoulda sped up 7
#2 It's about 1000x more.
Diesel "engine braking" just by letting off the throttle / downshifting is very minimal compared to a gas engine as well.
Perhaps it wasn't equipped with a Jake brake, which is an engine brake. Merely downshifting isn't going to stop a 36ton truck.
https://youtu.be/AiU1y5E8Q9M
Had it, not a fan honestly. You can keep your grits too.
FYI this is from ShadetreeSurgeon's youtube channel: https://www.youtube.com/c/shadetreesurgeon
That enough farming for today.
You probably don't put in 3000ft of elevation gain / loss.
Oh Hello, Also 603 here! That makes 4!
Why eat 810,000, when you can eat like 24,300,000 once you put them in the ground?
These are fantastic.
Birds aren't real
grasped vainly at the stone, and slid into the abyss. 'Fly, you fools!' he cried, and was gone.
as it fell it swung its whip, and the thongs lashed and curled about the wizard's knees, dragging him to the brink. He staggered and fell,
tongue of rock thrust out into emptiness. With a terrible cry the Balrog fell forward, and its shadow plunged down and vanished. But even
the Balrog's feet it broke, and the stone upon which it stood crashed into the gulf, while the rest remained, poised, quivering like a
bridge before him. The staff broke asunder and fell from his hand. A blinding sheet of white flame sprang up. The bridge cracked. Right at
with you, Gandalf!' 'Gondor!' cried Boromir and leaped after him. At that moment Gandalf lifted his staff, and crying aloud he smote the
Its whip whirled and hissed. 'He cannot stand alone!' cried Aragorn suddenly and ran back along the bridge. 'Elendil!' he shouted. 'I am
bridge, stepped back a pace, and then again stood still. 'You cannot pass!' he said. With a bound the Balrog leaped full upon the bridge.
There was a ringing clash and a stab of white fire. The Balrog fell back and its sword flew up in molten fragments. The wizard swayed on the
like a wizened tree before the onset of a storm. From out of the shadow a red sword leaped flaming. Glamdring glittered white in answer.
spread from wall to wall; but still Gandalf could be seen, glimmering in the gloom; he seemed small, and altogether alone: grey and bent,
to die, but the darkness grew. It stepped forward slowly on to the bridge, and suddenly it drew itself up to a great height, and its wings
The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udûn. Go back to the Shadow! You cannot pass." The Balrog made no answer. The fire in it seemed
'You cannot pass." he said. The orcs stood still, and a dead silence fell. 'I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor.
I mean, I am a fan of vinaigrette as well.
Blue Cheese or bust imo
Is this some sorta of radical new therapy?
Shoulda sped up 7
#2 It's about 1000x more.