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Stripping a vehicle reveals all sorts of things that need to be addressed before or during reassembly. Long term projects like this excite me. Nice details on the steering column. One Man And His Mustang Need I say where I was over the weekend? Yep, Mustang Maniac to take the final parts off the car. The […]

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Entrepreneur Creates a “Surfboard” for the Golf Course


Entrepreneur Creates a “Surfboard” for the Golf Course.

I just watched this video of a new way to go golfing. Awesome idea to capture a younger generation as well as give middle age folk like myself some additional fun exercise. And yes; I would be tempted to ride all over the golf course.

The price tag seems a little steep but I do not know what is involved in the manufacturing process or what materials are used. Another consideration is what type of routine maintenance they require if any at all.

I am also intrigued by other possibilities such as; a higher speed road based model or a two up slow boardwalk shopping model. Or how about something with bigger tires made for campgrounds where golf carts are a main source of transportation. So many possibilities as I ponder longer about this product.

Any chance I could get my hands on one for a proper review ? Just saying.

Great idea !

Troy Lied

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How Ford Mustang helped create the Camaro and Celica


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Very small car. When Ford saw there on the dais, some of his they came and were very interested. They asked me if we were planning to build it. I told them we would if we could, but I could not approval. The corporate people would not give us approval. As soon as the Mustang came out, I knew that we needed something to compete with him, but we still cannot approval.” Once adopted, a name proved elusive. Proposed names include the nickname of Super Nova before mentioned, along with Vega and Commander. Panther was another name that widely circulated in the press, but during a press conference 14 of the city, circuit closed, televised on 29 June 1966, general manager of Chevrolet Pete Estes announced the

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Christmas light show


Lighted entrance

  What could be better than opening presents on Christmas day ? Driving around and looking at all the wonderful light shows. With Santa’s approval, I recently took the family out to a preview of  lights at Elizabeth Farms in Lancaster County Pennsylvania.

 

Elizabeth Farms, the area’s largest live Christmas tree farm since 1758, features more than 200 acres of live Christmas trees, horse-drawn wagons, Santa’s Workshop, hot refreshments, festive holiday displays and much more. Elizabeth Farms is located in historic Lancaster County, Pennsylvania, just off the intersection of Routes 501 & 322 in Brickerville. Go 0.6 miles east on 322 and turn left onto Hopeland Road. Follow the signs to the farm.

 

It was easy enough to find and a line of visitors had already formed by the time we arrived. We could see lights shining through the trees before  figuring out what they were. As we crept along in our vehicle following the car in front of us, anticipation grew. Speculation and imagination were filling our car to overflowing by the time it was our turn to enter the drive through show. A beautiful arch is the first indication you are entering the lighted tour. Then comes the sign that says to tune your radio to a certain channel. As we did just that, seasonal music filled the air and we were off on our tour. I recommend turning off your headlights so you can see the display better as well as not blind the people in front of you.

Many Christmas characters are used like Santa, and Rudolph20131123_184135. Penguins and dinosaurs are also used as well as a farm complete with what we believe is a bull. As you drive up a gentle rise, Santa is seen with all his reindeer. A penguin in a scarf and lighted trees fill the nighttime scene. As we crested the hill the trail turns to the left and there is an awesome tunnel of lights that flashes and flickers to the music playing on the radio. This was my favorite part even though it made me feel slightly uneasy as I drove through. Kind of like a fun-house affect such as the spinning tube. Very cool just the same.

 

Of course there is a barn full of seasonal items for sale as well as a horse drawn sleigh to take you out to find your next live Christmas tree. They take you out, let you pick a tree, then they cut it down and package it up for you. That alone was a rare experience I plan to enjoy again next year. Dropping down the hill you pass a pond with many more lighted depictions of holiday icons like gift boxes and wreaths. Snowman and reindeer alike show you the way around this beautiful display.

I must commend the people who maintain the event. I personally get miffed when 1 bulb is not working on my own miniature light display. Imagine taking care of hundreds of thousands of lights. I would go nuts !

 

As we were leaving we all had felt like we wanted more and were saddened to depart. The short line we waited in had grown to be a few miles long by the time we exited the display. In a way I felt sorry for those waiting to get in. It would be quite some time before those at the end of the line got to see anything but tail lights. Well worth the time and effort as well as one of the best events to attend with your family this holiday season.20131123_183657

 

Merry Christmas everyone !

From all of us at Blue Car Garage, Happy Holidays !

 

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Troy Lied

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The death of a phone.


The death of a phone.

I loved my phone ! It didn’t deserve the ending it received. In fact; there was nothing really wrong with it’s function. My Go-phone was serving it’s purpose as a reliable information and communication tool. Why did it have to die ? Where were the phone gods ? Could this; and many similar tragedies, be stopped ? Before you read on, be warned the content below is very graphic in detail !

It all began on a grey and overcast day in November of 2012. Short on cash and recently separated from my wife, I needed a way to communicate with others. So off I toddled off to Wally world in search of the big bargain in the electronics aisle. I was hunting a cheap cell phone ha ha ha ha ha (gotta laugh like Elmer Fudd ).  A pre-paid phone was not what I wanted, but rather all I could afford at the time. Phone plans were too expensive for me and to buy a smart-phone to go with it was not an option. Then I saw the Blackberry imitation pay as you go phone. A Go-phone from AT&T for only $29.95 plus applicable sales tax. I could not pass up that poor man’s deal and the monthly fee was a manageable $50 for unlimited talk, text, and web. I was sold and for less than $100. Woo hoo, I had a semi-smart phone now ! And, I could probably pass it off as an older model Blackberry. Oh I was so in the big time.

My frustration began immediately. I was never told that expanding the memory would allow more functions on the device. Also, the screen was so small my bifocal glasses needed magnifiers to see the tiny pictures. There was now way to make anything larger to see what it was. Often I would click and like things just based on friends comments. You needed a rock steady hand to get a crisp clear picture. Quite the trick for this old goat. I would often prop myself up and take a snipers pose. Holding my breath as I squeezed the photo button slowly so as not to move a millimeter. Three minutes later; if I was lucky, the picture might be on my facebook page. Aggravating me even more was the lack of ringtones and apps. My friends had cool sounds. Why can’t I have a cool sounding cellular device ?

After almost a year with the reliable but slow phone, I was beginning to see a need for a serious upgrade. My fiance didn’t agree with my assessment of the phone situation at the time. No money for a fancy smart phone and the contracts are ridiculous was always her response. Well, we happened to go camping after a particularly long and stressful week. I wanted to just sit and relax by the campfire. Wait for the story, don’t jump ahead yet.

Friday was chock full of chores. We reached our destination around 4 o’clock in the afternoon. There was a fall like chill in the air and rain was in the forecast. Unloading the car once we arrived at the campground took forever. Sorting thru bags and boxes, stuffing closets, and packing drawers was the first order of business. Then the leaves needed to be bagged from around our weekend retreat area. Off to the shower at 8pm and by 9pm my eyes were permanently shut for the night. I was exhausted and burned out. No playing on my phone this night.

Saturday came at the crack of dawn. Our youngest was bouncing off the ceiling at 5:30am. He was filled with excitement to be camping. All his friends were going to be there. So he decided we all needed to wake up and share his enthusiasm. No coffee, too much noise, and the sun was barely up. It was going to be one of those days. The kind that you want to forget, the one you really want to hit the reset button on, the day that pisses you off as soon as it begins. Yes sir, one of those days.

We were busy all day cleaning up the camper and site. No rest for the weary all day. That evening we went to a friend’s social gathering. Still being wound up and very miserable; I decided to leave the phone behind as I knew it would get me into trouble. I was in need of a cell phone fix. Withdrawal was setting in. The tremors in my hands were a direct result of cell phone withdrawal. But alas, my phone sat idle as I threw my temper tantrum about not being able to play with it. My mood was becoming a ticking time bomb. Nitro glycerine in the flesh and I did not like being shook up. The evening ended after what seemed like days of torture. Again we went straight to bed and the little Blackberry imposter sat idle on the nightstand.

Sunday began with a morning campfire and breakfast on the grill. Eggs, toast, and bacon with a good cup of coffee were a very good beginning to a chilly morning. The fire was throwing some warmth as we began to clean up and close the camper for the season. I decided to check my phone updates while taking a smoke break from the chores. That was my fiancees’ cue to start in about how much I play with my phone.

Keep in mind her phone was glued to her hand all weekend. Mine sat idle for two days and I was just seeing if I had any important business messages. Well I blew up! Ten tons of tnt just exploded in my head. With eyes bulging from the explosion in my head, I wound up like a major league pitcher throwing a fast ball. That poor phone flew 50 feet at 100 miles per hour. Straight into the blazing white hot coals of the fire pit. A perfect pitch that I will never be able to duplicate. No hope for a quick recovery of the doomed device. After maybe one minute, the battery exploded sending the phones melted carcus sailing through the air. The destroyed case hit the camper next to ours and started a pile of leaves on fire. I was now putting out a wildfire created by the death of my beloved cellphone.

There is a lesson here. Never throw your phone into a fire. They explode and are costly to replace. My fiancee blew up on me as well. The weekend was a disaster.

Now if you know me, I showed my fiancee who was boss. I bought a Galaxy SIII and now I am cashless. I showed her who is in charge. Didn’t I ?

Thanks for reading my story !
Troy Lied.

 

 

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Thank you for your help Royal Purple !


I wrote on the wall of Royal Purple Inc. on facebook about a 2002 Mustang GT with a 4.6 liter V-8. I didn’t believe for a second that one post by a tiny business would get any response. I just didn’t think it would happen. Why would a big company even care about the little guy ? They don’t need me for anything. I was so wrong !

 I didn’t get his last name ( I am terrible with names), but Chris was a real delight to speak with and his product knowledge was unlimited during our discussion. I was impressed with his courteous demeanor and enthusiasm for my dilemma.

Here is what happened to prompt our conversation.

 A friend of mine purchased a 2002 Mustang GT with a 4.6 liter V-8. The unverified history is this; the car is showing 54,000 miles on the odometer. At approximately 43,000 miles the motor was replaced with a new Ford 4.6 power plant. This was allegedly a warranty replacement from Ford. I began normal servicing on this vehicle as it came due after his initial purchase. The front brake pads were replaced, a light bulb or two, tune up, and an oil change.

 The Mustang was performing well until; I did a routine oil change using Royal Purple 5w-30 and a K&N oil filter. My top recommendation for almost all my customers regardless of intended use. I believe in these products and have used them extensively in everything I owned over the years. No problems have ever arisen from changing oil or using full synthetic oil products. That was not the case this time.

 About 400 miles after the oil change the engine started smoking heavily. Big billowing clouds of whitish smoke would pour out of the exhaust. Watered down oil was literally dripping from the tail pipe. The catalytic converters sounded like a person blowing bubbles under water. Oil was being blown out of the exhaust ports and filling the whole system. Why did this happen ? Did it blow a head gasket ? Did I overfill the crankcase ? Never in my life have I seen anything like it. Even Chris from Royal Purple Inc. was stumped. Under certain circumstances ( brand new motor, high mileage, neglected maintenance) could this happen. Our car in question did not meet any of the criteria for failure. The mystery; or my suspected bad motor instinct, came to light.

 My customer took the car back to where it was purchased and asked them to fix it. I was told they said ” The oil is too good and an additive in the oil caused it to pass the piston rings and valve seals. This is why the exhaust is polluted with engine oil.” While I do hold true to the fact Royal Purple makes a superb product, I didn’t believe for a moment that the oil was the cause of this nightmare. I even argued with my customer and vowed to follow up on the information I received.

 The engine was flushed using Motorcraft oil and refilled to proper operating level. A Motorcraft filter was also installed along with the new oil change. The exhaust was disassembled and drained as well as possible. The downstream O2 sensor was bad and replaced. The catalytic converters still sound funny with a little rumble. A small puff of smoke emits from the tailpipes when the gas pedal is applied but quickly goes away. I believe this to be a by-product of tainted cats. It looks and sounds like the problem has been resolved. As well as possible without replacing expensive catalytic converters.

 Let me get back to the point here. Chris spent about 45 minutes of his time going over all the scenarios that could cause this problem. We talked extensively on the history of the vehicle although verifying it was impossible or at least vague at best. Our conclusion was; something else was repaired or this car still has a problem hiding internally. That is the only rational explanation aside from a total tear down to investigate the true cause.

 Royal Purple is an amazing product and Chris backs the company with a cheerful attitude and in depth product knowledge. Any company that is willing to spend that much time and effort on one lone post on facebook is in the game to win it ! Support after the sale is more important to me than the purchase price. I want top quality for me and my customers before buying any item. Having a support system and knowledgeable staff back up that product is paramount to future sales. My loyalty is still with this company and now I know they care about the little guy as well.

Thank you Chris and Thank You Royal Purple Inc. !

Sincerely,
Troy L. Lied
Blue Car Garage

 
 
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It all started with……


This house is a mess !

Those 5 words are danger to the male gender. Run and hide ! Find a big rock to crawl under. Let the instinct to flee take control and run for the hills. Drop the cell phone and disappear for at least a few hours if not all day. Read on to find out what happened when my fiance uttered those words.

It began on Friday evening after a very busy and frustrating week at the garage. My throat was sore as well as every joint in my body. I was sure I had a fever of 150 degrees as sweat was pouring off my skin. Every movement was a chore and filled with pain. I was dying ! I had malaria or worse. All I wanted to do was go home, take a hot shower, and crawl into bed. But those 5 words were the welcome I received when I got home. The urge to take flight was there but my body was unable to move. Stricken with disease, I was caught smack in the middle of a fully planned Saturday cleaning the house and shed. Notice how it went from ” This house is a mess” to ” We need to clean the house and some stuff needs to go in the shed”. For reference, the shed was full from floor to ceiling. No room for anything else. But there is no way to stop a woman when she goes on a cleaning spree.

 Lucky for me; Friday ended with nothing else being said about cleaning. Saturday morning she left me sleep till almost 9am. That should have been the first clue of impending doom. The bacon and eggs breakfast should have sent me running for cover. But I clung to the plan, I had to do an oil change on our 2012 Hyundai Elantra Limited. Add in the drive back and forth from the garage and I could kill an hour at least. She will also expect me to chit chat with anyone who stops by the garage. As it was, her sister stopped by with a Malibu Classic that needed some minor adjustments to the trunk latch and a new 4way hazard light switch. I was gone for almost 4 hours. That will be enough time for her to forget, right ? Oh I was so wrong !! And still very much ready to die from my flu-like malaria symptoms.

 I arrived home around 2pm Saturday afternoon to find her in the bedroom with everything spread out on the floor. Every drawer, closet, nook, and cranny was now spread out for sorting. I was doomed ! Like a dear caught in the beam of a headlight, I was stuck with no where to run. There was no evading the inevitable fall house and shed cleaning now. I was caught in her cleaning ambush, but she had a bigger plan in mind. Unknown to me of course. She didn’t ask much from me knowing I was sick and all. Take out some trash and put a few boxes by the door. No other indications of the major battle yet to come. Saturday ended peacefully and early. I actually fell asleep sitting on the floor in the living room so she took me to bed and snuggled up close to comfort me. The lull before the storm.

  Sunday began at 6am with; ” Are you sleeping all day again or are you going to help me?”. I was furious from that moment on ! How dare she ask me that ! I will show her, I thought to myself. I am not going to talk to her all day. Who was the boss here ? I immediately headed for the shed and began to remove everything it contained. Boxes, a small refrigerator, bicycles, holiday decorations, lawn tools, and more. For the record, some items gained air miles as they went flying out of the door. I had emptied our 10’x14′ storage shed in 20 minutes. Apparently that was too fast and new orders came from the woman inside. “Exactly what are you doing ?”, she asked. “I am reorganizing and throwing away broken stuff.”, was my reply. “Better not touch my Christmas decorations or break any of them ! Hurry up we need to go to a birthday party !” was her comment back to me. As you can imagine, I had already broken some decorations. My ship was sinking with me on it.

 I mumbled and grumbled all day. We missed the birthday party. And there were a few bouts of yelling typical testosterone filled male comments about cleaning being a woman’s job and all. It got me nowhere in the battle. I lost to her and her ultimate plan. Her house was clean and organized as was the shed. I took a shower and went to bed at 6:30pm. I will show her, I am still in charge here ! I woke up the next day with a backache from hell. I had stayed in bed way too long. Yet I clung to one thought,” I showed her who was the boss !”

 If you enjoyed reading this, please share it with friends and family. Thank you Mindy Good for enduring my childish behavior. I love you with all my heart !

Peace be with you all,

Troy Lied

 

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A place to start.


A place to start.

Please bear with me and Blue car garage for a short time. I have moved personally and have now moved BCG into a garage as well. It is small but has storage on the second floor. That is a huge plus when talking car parts.
The ground floor will fit 2 small cars with room to work around them. A steel beam is set up for an electric hoist which will increase our motor work capabilities.
To many it may not seem like much. To us at Blue Car Garage; and me personally, it was a goal that took 7 months to fulfill. The small overhead costs will easily be sustainable even through a long slow spell. Not seeing that happen yet as we are booked solid for our first 2 weeks. Just the first step towards a dream of repairing and building cars. Or any vehicle for that matter. We have a few projects still in the build process. The 1996 Yamaha 600 and a 1978 Honda Goldwing to mention a few.
Stay with us and stay in contact. I am trying to provide a more personal touch to maintaining and repairing your vehicle.

Thank you very much !!
Troy Lied

P.S. Don.t forget to check out http://bluecargarage.com or http://facebook.com/bluecargarage

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Moving too fast for her ?


Moving too fast for her ?

I saw her from a distance for the very first time. Not quite sure of what I was seeing, but she most certainly caught my eye ! There was no mistaking, I was moving way to fast to be noticed. And stopping; was not an option, even for her. I knew where she was now and I would be back.

The next time I saw her, conditions were ideal for a good long look. As I went by; I could follow her with the slightest turn of my head. There was no way she could notice me. That was a good thing, because I made sure to memorize her body from top to bottom. The elegant curves and long beautiful lines made her look very classy. They were etched into my mind and would not be forgotten.

Twice before I saw her and now my heart beat for next we meet ! Time need not factor into our next encounter. I knew what I wanted, but she still had not even noticed me. I walked right up to her and made sure to drink in every inch of her with my eyes. Her curves, those lines, the whole body was to be drunk slowly like a fine wine. The vision, savored for as long as I willed it to be. There was no doubt, I wanted her badly and nothing else would compare.

I ran my hand over her smooth body, letting my fingers glide so gently over her curves. She never said a word as I caressed her beautiful skin. I could feel her and she could feel me. A deep unspoken connection had been made, A passion aroused and yes indulged over time.

I speak mainly about my 1988 Lincoln Mark 7 but it could also be said for a woman I once knew. Both meetings went pretty much the same. The feelings were definitely identical. Today the lady is gone and the car is in a locked garage out of my hands. I will get the car back someday and the passion will reignite. I long for a midsummer night drive sitting in the leather seat. Windows are down and the sun roof is open wide. The note coming from the Flowmaster Super 44’s is soothing in the night air. Yet if you push her just a little her note changes and she says ” Let’s go all the way”! So I would push the pedal to the floor and listen to her scream ! She wanted it and she needed it. Just as I did.

Damn I really miss my car !

This is a true story written by; Troy Lied

The picture above was taken from a Facebook post and is not mine. No infringement is intended to the creator.

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Stick this in your ear.


Stick this in your ear.

Recently I noticed a need for a bluetooth headset. I had to stand up sometimes  from underneath a vehicle just to answer a phone call. Not always convenient but I have to answer the phone or lose potential customers.
So off to Walmart for some price busting savings and comparisons. Yeah, right, I just love to nose around before I buy anything. And nothing expensive because, as I work on vehicles it will probably get broken. So; straight to the electronics aisle I went. Skipping all the way like a kid. I am buying a new tech toy. Oh I get this epiphany at 3am by the way. Best time to shop in my opinion.
Now as I am searching the cell phone accessory aisle, there are only 3 different bluetooth headsets available to me. Cost varies at $19.97, $29.98, and $78.99. I may be off slightly on the numbers but you get the point.
I read each box carefully for features, performance, and talk time or battery life as some call it. Let’s just say a cheapy, a mid priced, and a top of the line model for the article. The top of the line model had longer range so it said, as well as  longer battery life. Noise cancelling was standard on all 3 models and one of my requirements as well. After many minutes of reading, comparing, and contemplating it’s useful lifespan, I decided on the mid-grade headset. A Plantronics model M25. That even sounds impressive. Hey buddy, I got my M25 right here !

Initial charge time was 45 minutes and it said up to 2 hours for the first time in the user’s guide. I am hoping that means it wasn’t in a warehouse for a long time. Since I have not worn a headset since my truck driving days, it was awkward to attach to my ear the first time. It has gotten more routine now. Makes me think of the Borg from Star Trek with all their flesh integrated technology. Battery life is 11 hours or close enough for talk time. I have to recharge every other day or about 3 times per week.

The range is poor outdoors. I am gonna say between 5 and 10 feet; and if you turn your head the wrong way, it will disconnect. I have the phone in my pants pocket and it will disconnect at times. If I lay my phone down and nothing gets between it and I, that is the way it works best. The weather is very humid here and I do believe that also reduces the range. The headset works very well indoors when I lay my phone on a table or counter top. Range increases to about 11 feet then, not a great deal but it is better inside an apartment.

There is an easy slide button on the side for power on and off. Another easy to use button adjusts volume levels and a third button on the face connects calls and activates other phone features. That is a real plus for the M25. Still sounds cool !

Overall I am somewhat disappointed with the range and reception quality. That is where my complaint ends. I have banged it, dropped it, and lost it in my tool box. The buttons still work and nothing broke. It fits well into the ear and it is loud enough to have a conversation in moderate noise levels. The noise cancellation works well I am told. Obviously I cannot hear myself to back up this claim. Not a bad purchase but I wouldn’t mind trying more mid priced headsets just to compare. I have had expensive bluetooth headsets and there is no comparison with this unit. It works well enough for my needs now. It will not be with me in the future for long.

So stick it in your ear and share this blog,

Troy Lied.

 

 

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Destination; Purple Lizard at the Green Dragon


Destination; Purple Lizard at the Green Dragon

Cathy Money owns this wonderful little shop.Knick knacks abound and catch the eye. From jewelry on the counter to the owl and moon hanging on the wall. She tells me that her items are always changing and her store looks different every single week. The table set was in very nice condition. Other smaller tables hold lamps and pictures. Almost everything was for sale and well priced.
She told me she has a storage where larger items are being prepared for sale. She wants to expand in her near future; and from what I saw, she is doing a great job. On this day her shop was very busy. Of course some were just window shopping so to speak. But she was also busy wrapping new treasures for her customers. With the variety available, many find something unique. Believe it or not she even let me mind the store for a bit. So what I am telling you is first hand experience. I am looking forward to seeing what changes between this week and next occur. Now we even have the pictures to compare. Love the shop Cathy ! Keep up the good work ! See you next week.
So; the next time your out and about on a Friday, Get on down to the Green Dragon farmers market in Ephrata, Pa..Building 1. Your going to enjoy the trip and maybe find a new treasure for yourself. Purple Lizard and when you see Cathy; tell her Blue Car Garage sent you.

Troy L Lied

Here is a follow up;
I have just come back from taking more pictures at the Purple Lizard in Ephrata, Pa. I have posted them on our facebook page http://facebook.com/BlueCarGarage check them out and “like” our page.

 

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Formula 1 steering wheels


OK Microsoft. Beat that. The F1 cars are so advanced a driver needs an engineering degree. Just kidding. They are not just step on the gas and go by any means.

 

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Formula 1 steering wheels are always intriguing to me. They are control panels for a myriad of computers and a hub for just as many, if not more sensors on the cars themselves. As you’ll see in the following pictures, the wheels can be some what simple to straight up manic with the amount of knobs and switches on them. The most extraordinary part of these wheels? The drivers are constantly playing with them while at speeds. Some speeds deep into the triple digits. There’s not much more I can say than most people already have written articles about or made YouTube videos about. The only thing most of these articles and videos don’t bring up is their size. They’re relatively small, some teams don’t use full size ones either. The Red Bulls actually have a small dash with the controls on the wheel itself.

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Jam in the Barn


Jam in the Barn

Looking for a nice relaxing evening and some fun for the whole family at the same time ? Jam in the Barn may just be your next destination. Hosted by Mike and Laura Stief; at their home in Stevens,Pa. and for anyone who enjoys good music, food, and fun.
Now in it’s 5th year, it is open to the public with a BYOB policy. A table is set up so visitors can bring a hot or cold dish to share ( pot luck ). This is a great way to introduce yourself if this is your first time there. Snacks and deserts are welcome as well. So go ahead; show em whatcha got ! It is also highly recommended that you bring your own chairs as well. This is not a bar or a nightclub ! But rather, good friends getting together to share stories and the love of music. Mike and Laura decided they wanted to share their passion with others and this is what drives these events.
DJ Gregg and company provide some of the music, while karaoke and open mic fill in at other jams. Musicians and others are encouraged to bring their instruments along. No drums please. There is a set already there for use. The atmosphere is laid back and social.
Alcohol is allowed but this is a family oriented event. Children are often seen and heard playing right along with the music. Nothing wrong with some good spirits, just not too many.
Campfires bring the people together and then the good times get better. New friendships are made and the old ones renewed. Moments like these are what dreams are made of.
So come on out the 3rd Saturday of every month May thru October. Events begin at 6pm and end at 10pm. I was told karaoke is one of their more popular events. I just got a smirk when I asked why. Their reply was “It is always interesting and funny”. So bring a few friends along to Jam in the Barn.
There is parking available for motorcycles and carpooling is desired when possible. Parking is limited so get there early.

See you there.

Thanks,

Written by: Troy Lied