I'm going to have to agree there, absurd amounts of electronics control the engine nowadays. And besides, who says it isn't an electric engine? :3
I'm going to have to agree there, absurd amounts of electronics control the engine nowadays. And besides, who says it isn't an electric engine? :3
Wat. Pretty sure that doesn't make sense....Hmm.
Permission conceded.
That does, actually. As a grammar nazi I can confirm this.Wat. Pretty sure that doesn't make sense....
What does it mean? Wouldn't it mean to give up permission?That does, actually. As a grammar nazi I can confirm this.
I live just outside, so it would make sense for me to know where woods are on the outskirts.Let's say he's on the outskirts, then.
|Simon Hideyoshi|
|Parking Lot|
This bloke was hellbent on proving it was all his mind's creation. Screw him. I threw the stone I was toying with - clumsily, but strongly due to the rage I was feeling. The stone changed trajectories ever-so-slightly mid-air, turning what would amount to a total of 90 degrees if someone were to consider it part of a circle, before hitting the guy in the back of his head.
"Look, we are defined by what we do, not who we are. And you're being an asshole. So what if it's a dream? Try to get something from the experience. Besides, if it's a dream, it's the weirdest fucking collective dream we all have ever had. And that means something. On top of all that, you're not the center of the world. Not everything happens because of you."
90 degrees, such small angle change, clap clap