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this was a blokes big engine thread... start your own!
Science isn't about why, it's about why not. You ask: why is so much of our science dangerous? I say: why not marry safe science if you love it so much. In fact, why not invent a special safety door that won't hit you in the butt on the way out, because you are fired. - Cave Johnson
On-topic (not sure how it got to golden showers...!)
- The prototype ME109 and Stuka both were powered by Rolls Royce Kestrel engines
- When President Roosevelt asked Edsel Ford to manufacture Merlin's after Churchill requested help, Edsel said yes, but Henry Ford apparently said that 'he hated the British and Churchill in particular'* and told Roosevelt where to go. Packard ended up building Merlins in the US instead.
- The Ford plant in Manchester was compelled by the Air Ministry to build Merlins, not sure when they started building them but most Merlins were built by RR in Derby
- And Churchill, you're right, there is no more beautiful sound - and sight.
Floating down through the clouds
Memories come rushing up to meet me now.
In the space between the heavens
and in the corner of some foreign field
I had a dream.
I had a dream.
Good-bye Max.
Good-bye Ma.
After the service when you're walking slowly to the car
And the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air
You hear the tolling bell
And touch the silk in your lapel
And as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band
You take her frail hand
And hold on to the dream.
A place to stay
Enough to eat
Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
Where you can speak out loud
About your doubts and fears
And what's more no-one ever disappears
You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door.
You can relax on both sides of the tracks
And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
And everyone has recourse to the law
And no-one kills the children anymore.
And no one kills the children anymore.
Night after night
Going round and round my brain
His dream is driving me insane.
In the corner of some foreign field
The gunner sleeps tonight.
What's done is done.
We cannot just write off his final scene.
Take heed of his dream.
Take heed
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(>'.'<)
("")("") Born to Drink. Forced to Work
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