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Bonehammer

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About Bonehammer

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    Northeast Italy
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    Aircrafts, comics, biology, industry

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  1. Those 'spoilers' around the dive brakes puzzle me, I've never seen a picture of them but it does not automatically mean that the model must be wrong. Does anyone know more?
  2. It is nice although not 100% correct, and I like the way ICM engineers their kits nowadays, unfortunately I cannot justify buying yet another late-mark I-16. Sad.
  3. Nah. That thing looks like it could actually fly without being filled with helium... Not my cuppa.
  4. I think none of the French interwar multi-role made it, not even in resin. Which is a pity, because some were so bad they were good. Schneider 10M: Breguet 460: To recover your eyesight, the Chetverikov Che-2 which M-Avia never got around to making...
  5. Hi, just seen this one, you're clearly off to a good start. Isn't it funny? We're in the same situation as 20 years ago. The best 1/48 kit of the Duckbill around needs a multimedia correction set for the nose from an obscure cottage company.
  6. I like the idea and the craftsmanship. Don't worry about the tracks, they're not really in sight. It never occurred to me to make icicles with glue - I'd have used clear sprue!
  7. Cool, drivers of this might want to take notice: BTW see the shape of the side window? I saw one once in full F-117 markings, including a shadowed Holloman AFB code.
  8. On a dirty jalopy at the uni, "CAUTION: DO NOT WASH. This car is undergoing a scientific dirt test." Not a sticker, but my cousin's husband has a postcard stuck in the rear window of his vintage V8 Mercedes saying, "40% of children are conceived in a car". And I had silhouettes on the driver's door of my Suzuki SJ413 of the cars I had 'bagged' over the years: a Fiat Uno, a Fiat 131, an Alfa 146 and a Ford Scorpio. All minor fender-benders (and in the case of the Scorpio, the driver just backed into my bumper) but it did make people nervous at the traffic light...
  9. Ah, guys. Fireworks. My father had a side business of selling fireworks for ages. He had a regular licence (he sold fireworks to licensed shops and flares to nautical supply shops), but most of his customers didn't. Cue the telephone calls where the caller disconnected as soon as I said, "Hello", the prohibition that my friends set foot in the cellar or the loft, that night when my father was told a customer was busted and transferred all the stock into his brother-in-law's garage (brother-in-law was less than pleased), and in general the knowledge that one day the men in uniform would ring the bell and take my father out with manacled hands and a jacket over his head, like a Mafia boss, with the press taking snapshots (they don't do things by half when they make an arrest). So I'm pretty informed about the matter. One of the first things I do on the 1st of January is to check the war bulletin. An underrated danger is posed by unexploded fireworks being picked up to be disposed of, or to have "another go". One particularly gruesome story I remember was about a teen who was left like the protagonist of Johnny Got His Gun after the doctors tried in vain to save his eyes, his hands, and his left leg. But these things always happen to someone else...
  10. A good 'transversal' source of reference is the blogs of so-called 'urban explorers' who visit, among others, abandoned airports. Will edit this post if I find suotable links. Edit: Google Athens airport for plenty of pictures. It's the one with the Olympic Boeings sitting forlorn on the tarmac. Cyprus Nicosia also, less pictures, but abandoned since longer and now looking post-atomic and downright scary. Also for tips & techniques: Marcel Ackle and Emmanuel Nouaillier.
  11. I like to assemble the occasional figure in 1/35, however, many of these look toylike due to awkward positioned hands and arms, especially those in firing poses. Either the rifle is not aligned with the head or the hands are not holding it tight or both. How do you solve this problem? Bending, cutting, not using that particularly figure at all? I've tried cutting and repositioning but with subpar results, I may resort to sculpting a new arm but hand are out of my league...
  12. I just saw this thread. I'm fine and thankful for your interest, the zone where it happened is as far from my place as London from Paris, but I felt some of the shocks nonetheless... having experienced the Emilia earthquake on a strutture overhanging a busy motorway, I'm glad I wasn't anywhere nearer than that!
  13. I am currently spending waaaay too much time on WoT (the arcade version, Blitz) and when driving I must suppress an urge to ram into the vehicles who swerve in front of my car. How's that for looking at too many AFVs?
  14. An average Joe has entered a contest and won the first prize: a cruise in the tropical seas aboard a luxury ship. On board there is also Scarlett Johansson, doing advertisement work for the cruise line. Out of nowhere a freak wave capsizes the ship. Joe and Scarlett somehow survive, hanging to a beach chair, and are adrift for a few days, until they reach a small, uncharted island. Joe manages to build a hut and a pair of hammocks, and they live off fish and coconuts for a few weeks, until one evening, while they stare at the evening sky, they start expressing their fears aloud: will they survive, will they ever be rescued... emotions flow freely and before they know what they are doing Joe and Scarlett are making passionate love to each other. A new routine begins, of catching fish, gathering coconuts and making passionate love under the evening sky. After months of this new routine, one evening while they sit around the fire Joe blurts out, embarrassed: "Can I ask you a favour, Scarlett?" She says, "Of course you can. If it wasn't for you, I would not be alive today. All you need to do is ask." "Well, I - it sounds ridiculous, but would you wear this?" And Joe produces a pair of mustaches made of coconut fiber. Scarlett agrees to put them on, with the aid of some tree sap. Joe is overjoyed, but there is still something else. "I have to ask for another favour - a small one, this time." "Of course, Joe. I owe you my life! All you need to do is ask." "Can I - can I call you Brian?" The request is strange, but Scarlet agrees. Joe gives her a massive whack on the shoulder and bellows: "Brian, old pal! Can you believe this one? I've been shagging Scarlett Johnson since six months!"
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    I guess no one saw it like that Jockster. And that's a very useful skill, especially around little kids. Keep your cool, and they'll soldier on to the hospital or stay still while you get that huge shard of Coke bottle out of their toe. Show fear, and you'll be wrestling with an eel in a foghorn testing facility for the next 30 minutes. Bone, grumpy that while she was home sick for the first day in donkey years, had a guy down at the shop planting an angle grinder in his hand... and me a qualified 1st aider at that!