Hillhater wrote:A lot of rambling irrelevant subject matter there..
..... you dont work for Fox channel co you ?
You mean me giving facts and fascinatingly educational metaphors directly releated to the subject in response to your irrational emotionalism. Obviously I DON'T work for Fox. Or did you mean to ask if I work for Jon Stewart?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zQeqJxaEd3A http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/01/2 ... ostpopular Safety as a comparison to Gasoline ..get it ?
No. Neither do you, obviously.
Convenience , because NG is already at 90% of households and a national distribution pipework system exists ..rather than road trucking Gasoline to service stations ( my closest Gasoline station is 2 miles away..and i am in a dense population area ) ..get it ?
Again, no. But I get an inkling you're admitting something about density.
LPG refuling is exactly the same as gasoline , except the nozzel is screwed on. Takes no longer .
If it doesn't take any longer, why does it take longer? And why aren't you offering facts, information, anything other than idle, antagonistic behavior? Oh, I am starting to get it, you're trying to GET a job at Fox. Can't help you there.
I could help you to learn about this subject, but I think the reason you don't get it is because you don't WANT to get it, you just want to be antagnostic. (As always.) Since you obviously threw in the towel several posts ago, I've overdue for shouting "Adrian. AAAADRIIIANNNNNN!!!!"
Oh, but me being me, I cannot leave this without once again providing a happy moment. I LOVE hills. But then, I love just about everything, ask anyone. My favorite hill is the one that was between home and school when I was a kid. Almost a quarter mile at a 45 degree slope on the trip home. So it was one of those rites of passage to get to where you could ride up nonstop. Bad enough when I was the youngest kid anyone knew of to be able to make the trip. (If only someone had kept a record book.) But then I found a way to handicap the race uphill. Starting at the stopsign at the bottom, I'd let them go straight up while I'd turn left and ride down some 300 feet to go up the hill on the next block. At the top of the hill I'd turn right and ride some 400 feet to get back to the street to wait for the kid I was racing. All they knew was I was riding almost half again as far and was STILL beating them, worse than before. . . .
. . . .Which of course just means once again I'd outsmarted them. With a good head of steam riding 300 feet on flat ground, I would turn right and start uphill on a slope that was more like 60 degrees, another part that intimidated the other kids. But that was only about 200 feet, then it started to roll off to less of a grade than the main road. I'm assuming these are mostly hardcore cyclists reading this board who are figuring out the advantage I gained by having momentum to carry me up the short, steep section, then riding a much more gentle slope the rest of the way while even older kids were struggling the whole way on the other hill. It took a long time for anyone else to figure that one out. I still live in that same neighborhood. Because of an accident it's been quite a while since I've rode up that hill on a nonelectric bike, though I've rode it on bikes that can't make it if I'm not pedalling. My leg is doing much better, I'm starting to dream. . . .
My work is done here. You can go back to your hating, now.
