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ruggedfox28 said:Bartenders always screw you over... 😬
You're doing just fine for now!
P.S. That's probably why you bolted from the bar... 🤣
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You're doing just fine for now!
P.S. That's probably why you bolted from the bar... 🤣
Magic Dust
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Nathan Jones98 said:I’m just stating the obvious here—still looking for a bit more 😁
The idea itself is solid, honestly—it's just a shame they didn't put it all together in one go.
You're definitely going to get some attention tonight! 😁
Magic Dust
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The posse was formed fast and already mounted up. Sheriff William Bennett53 , who Patagonia had just given a reassuring pat on the head, was barking out final orders.
- They’ve got a thirty-minute head start, and they’re definitely heading toward Eau Rouge . - he said.
- We should catch them by nightfall if we don't dawdle. - said stormybadger8
- And what about darkmarlin16 ? What's the plan for him?! - asked fortinbras
- If we leave him behind, these guys will have him swinging from a tree the second you blink. - John Doe told the
sheriff William Bennett53 .
And just like that, John Doe, mobberzg, stormybadger8, fortinbras, ruggedfox28, shadowstag10, and shadowhawk24 tore off at a full gallop after the outlaws.
The outlaws were indeed pushing toward the Eau Rouge canyon. Though, Jason Campbell70 had veered off at the junction toward Tamburel , a tiny town about half a day's ride from John Doe .
Meanwhile, mazgooon's expert driving was being put to the test as the John Doe riders closed in, their wild screams chilling everyone to the bone. The most persistent one was rustycobra32 , a young warrior from the same tribe, taken as a prisoner by the John Doe years ago when he was just a boy and raised as one of their own. Pulling up right to the rear of the carriage, he engaged the DRS on his Mustang, pulling up side-by-side with the vehicle. But the master defender, the seasoned mazgooon , reined in his horses just enough to let rustycobra32 slip past, hitting the perfect apex on the next turn and reclaiming what looked like a lost position. Masterful—absolute class.
In the meantime, gfggfg's crew was running into trouble because John Doe's horse was falling further and further behind...
To be continued...
- They’ve got a thirty-minute head start, and they’re definitely heading toward Eau Rouge . - he said.
- We should catch them by nightfall if we don't dawdle. - said stormybadger8
- And what about darkmarlin16 ? What's the plan for him?! - asked fortinbras
- If we leave him behind, these guys will have him swinging from a tree the second you blink. - John Doe told the
sheriff William Bennett53 .
And just like that, John Doe, mobberzg, stormybadger8, fortinbras, ruggedfox28, shadowstag10, and shadowhawk24 tore off at a full gallop after the outlaws.
The outlaws were indeed pushing toward the Eau Rouge canyon. Though, Jason Campbell70 had veered off at the junction toward Tamburel , a tiny town about half a day's ride from John Doe .
Meanwhile, mazgooon's expert driving was being put to the test as the John Doe riders closed in, their wild screams chilling everyone to the bone. The most persistent one was rustycobra32 , a young warrior from the same tribe, taken as a prisoner by the John Doe years ago when he was just a boy and raised as one of their own. Pulling up right to the rear of the carriage, he engaged the DRS on his Mustang, pulling up side-by-side with the vehicle. But the master defender, the seasoned mazgooon , reined in his horses just enough to let rustycobra32 slip past, hitting the perfect apex on the next turn and reclaiming what looked like a lost position. Masterful—absolute class.
In the meantime, gfggfg's crew was running into trouble because John Doe's horse was falling further and further behind...
To be continued...
Magic Dust
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Alright, listen up, cowboys—both the veterans and the rookies. The hunt for Pil and the gang is officially on. Leading the charge is John Doe. He'll be riding alongside mobberzg, stormybadger8, and fortinbras. We still need four more. Basically, the first four people to step up in the upcoming posts join the squad. This can include anyone not already mentioned in the story—except Max and black pig, since their roles are already set.
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Slowly rising, little loser He stumbled in, looking for some kind of solid ground to stand on after that brutal fall. John Doe appeared right there in the doorway of the saloon. ruggedfox28 With his double-barrel shotgun. BANG!!! A violent blast of a hundred buckshot pellets sent him flying— A little lost cause. Across the street. He curled up in the dust for a second longer before finally settling down.
Look, if I actually wanted him dead, I would’ve made it happen—simple as that. John Doe
Yeah, there was no need for that—agreed. fortinbras
"What now? I was just sweeping the front of the bar," he said—sounding completely defeated. ruggedfox28
"What are you all staring at? What now..." he muttered, clearly annoyed.
"He's fine—he just took a nasty hit to the head," he said. John Doe Kneeling next to Sheriff Dorian.
John Doe went through absolute hell. darkmarlin16 Body found on the street. People are visibly shaken up. Clark He tossed it. darkmarlin16 Looking out the window.
"What the hell..." — he was just confused. ruggedfox28
So, I did a little cleaning on the inside — he chimed in. Clark Peering through the shattered window.
"Hang him!" someone yelled.
"Yeah, just hang the damn thing up!" she screamed. I don't know what to tell you—just total nonsense.I'm not sure what you're asking. Could you clarify? stormybadger8 He was out there insisting they shouldn't gouge the victim's eyes out.
"Hey, hey... easy now. No one's hanging anyone today," he muttered. John Doe Calm the crowd down.
Most of the staff will be out soon—just a heads up. John Doe A crowd gathered outside the salon, making quite a scene. darkmarlin16 I don't know about you, but I've been thinking about the whole hanging thing—just how much weight someone can actually carry before everything snaps. It’s heavy stuff. Real heavy. John Doe It was like he was slowly losing ground against an angry mob.
Two shots fired into the air from a high-end rifle. mobberzga Things have finally cooled down.
"Enough! We need to get moving on those other damn bastards right now," he barked.
"Exactly—I need people for the chase!" he added. John Doe
While the bravest of them were busy saddling up their horses and gearing up for a chase, about ten miles out in the middle of the prairie, one guy was masterfully handling a stagecoach. There was really only one man capable of driving like that...
"John Doe!!!" he yelled. mazgooonGripping the reins tight.
Through the cloud of dust kicked up by the carriage, the war cries of a few John Does drifted toward us.
It continues...
Look, if I actually wanted him dead, I would’ve made it happen—simple as that. John Doe
Yeah, there was no need for that—agreed. fortinbras
"What now? I was just sweeping the front of the bar," he said—sounding completely defeated. ruggedfox28
"What are you all staring at? What now..." he muttered, clearly annoyed.
"He's fine—he just took a nasty hit to the head," he said. John Doe Kneeling next to Sheriff Dorian.
John Doe went through absolute hell. darkmarlin16 Body found on the street. People are visibly shaken up. Clark He tossed it. darkmarlin16 Looking out the window.
"What the hell..." — he was just confused. ruggedfox28
So, I did a little cleaning on the inside — he chimed in. Clark Peering through the shattered window.
"Hang him!" someone yelled.
"Yeah, just hang the damn thing up!" she screamed. I don't know what to tell you—just total nonsense.I'm not sure what you're asking. Could you clarify? stormybadger8 He was out there insisting they shouldn't gouge the victim's eyes out.
"Hey, hey... easy now. No one's hanging anyone today," he muttered. John Doe Calm the crowd down.
Most of the staff will be out soon—just a heads up. John Doe A crowd gathered outside the salon, making quite a scene. darkmarlin16 I don't know about you, but I've been thinking about the whole hanging thing—just how much weight someone can actually carry before everything snaps. It’s heavy stuff. Real heavy. John Doe It was like he was slowly losing ground against an angry mob.
Two shots fired into the air from a high-end rifle. mobberzga Things have finally cooled down.
"Enough! We need to get moving on those other damn bastards right now," he barked.
"Exactly—I need people for the chase!" he added. John Doe
While the bravest of them were busy saddling up their horses and gearing up for a chase, about ten miles out in the middle of the prairie, one guy was masterfully handling a stagecoach. There was really only one man capable of driving like that...
"John Doe!!!" he yelled. mazgooonGripping the reins tight.
Through the cloud of dust kicked up by the carriage, the war cries of a few John Does drifted toward us.
It continues...
Magic Dust
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While... William Bennett53 I watched the horses getting ready to storm the entrance—the crew was hunkered down by the prison, just waiting for the dynamite to blow the doors wide open. Seconds felt like minutes. Boss He checked behind the wooden crate twice. Seeing the fuse had burned out without the dynamite blowing, he stood up and took aim at the charge—BANG! The bullet missed the mark by just a few inches.
The shot rang out and everything just stopped. William Bennett53 He thinks he can just walk right into the saloon. The four of them inside haven't moved an inch—stayed dead quiet. It’s just beautiful. Montana She finally realized she’d been played. shadowhawk24 They were ordered to move in. The four of them just stared—scanning for any tiny crack in their opponents' composure.
Boss Missed with the first shot—but I didn't even get a chance to pull the trigger on the second before the blast sent us reeling right into the middle of the street. The horses out front by the saloon spooked, too. The poor sheriff took a hoof to the head and went down hard.
The guests in the lounge were practically rolling on the floor. Sawyer He lunged backward through the saloon doors in one lightning-fast motion—just like that. graniteharbor502 He also reacted fast—kicking the table in front of him out of the way. Microsoft He went for it—straight ahead. I don't know what that's supposed to mean. If you're trying to say something, just say it. Stop wasting my time.But he didn't fire—mostly because... ruggedfox28 So, I just smashed a whiskey bottle over my own head. As I turned toward... Pete, Microsoft He opened fire—but his rounds just slammed right into the doors he’d come through. Sawyer He flew out just a second before—landing flat on his back.
graniteharbor502, shadowstag10 I'm ready. Send over the text. Microsoft They went straight for the gates, but they didn't account for a heavy dose of hot lead coming from... Sawyer She forced them to stay inside. He was already riding high—one more shot and you've secured a slim but solid lead. It’s all for nothing. graniteharbor502 He fired three shots into it. Sawyer He saw the silhouette—already well out of range. But before he could even process a single thought, he had to dive for cover to escape the hail of bullets. I can't make sense of that. If you have something actual to say, just say it. A gang of riders came thundering past the saloon at a full gallop.
Outkast I pulled my Winchester from the alleyway right next to the saloon. One clean shot—well aimed—and the horse went down. Lost a little bit of it. And this guy ended up face-down in the dirt, too. The rest just bailed out of there. Manhattan.
It continues...
The shot rang out and everything just stopped. William Bennett53 He thinks he can just walk right into the saloon. The four of them inside haven't moved an inch—stayed dead quiet. It’s just beautiful. Montana She finally realized she’d been played. shadowhawk24 They were ordered to move in. The four of them just stared—scanning for any tiny crack in their opponents' composure.
Boss Missed with the first shot—but I didn't even get a chance to pull the trigger on the second before the blast sent us reeling right into the middle of the street. The horses out front by the saloon spooked, too. The poor sheriff took a hoof to the head and went down hard.
The guests in the lounge were practically rolling on the floor. Sawyer He lunged backward through the saloon doors in one lightning-fast motion—just like that. graniteharbor502 He also reacted fast—kicking the table in front of him out of the way. Microsoft He went for it—straight ahead. I don't know what that's supposed to mean. If you're trying to say something, just say it. Stop wasting my time.But he didn't fire—mostly because... ruggedfox28 So, I just smashed a whiskey bottle over my own head. As I turned toward... Pete, Microsoft He opened fire—but his rounds just slammed right into the doors he’d come through. Sawyer He flew out just a second before—landing flat on his back.
graniteharbor502, shadowstag10 I'm ready. Send over the text. Microsoft They went straight for the gates, but they didn't account for a heavy dose of hot lead coming from... Sawyer She forced them to stay inside. He was already riding high—one more shot and you've secured a slim but solid lead. It’s all for nothing. graniteharbor502 He fired three shots into it. Sawyer He saw the silhouette—already well out of range. But before he could even process a single thought, he had to dive for cover to escape the hail of bullets. I can't make sense of that. If you have something actual to say, just say it. A gang of riders came thundering past the saloon at a full gallop.
Outkast I pulled my Winchester from the alleyway right next to the saloon. One clean shot—well aimed—and the horse went down. Lost a little bit of it. And this guy ended up face-down in the dirt, too. The rest just bailed out of there. Manhattan.
It continues...
Magic Dust
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Easy there, everyone—glad you’re digging it. Was scrolling through this PDF and honestly found a ton of inspiration. Let's go!!!!
Magic Dust
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Pulling up to the prison gfggfg the crew fanned out and took their positions. gfggfg stood at the gates, Colt drawn, shouting for the sheriff—but instead of Dorian Gray, his twin brother asdfg answered from inside. Realizing the sheriff was nowhere to be found, Boss
didn't waste a single second. He just calmly lit a stick of dynamite and tossed it toward the doors.
Meanwhile, back at the saloon, graniteharbor502 was still leaning against the piano, casually smoking a cigar. maminho dropped his hand to his belt, but Sawyer cut him off, placing a hand on his shoulder and stepping a couple of paces toward the center of the room.
"So, kid, you gonna keep crowing, or..." he asked provocatively, tossing the right side of his dusty coat over his shoulder.
That instinctual move rattled the patrons, who started scrambling for cover. Only Microsoft stayed put, rising slowly. The white grips of his Colts, engraved with red bulls, caught the light in maminho's eyes. The four of them formed a sort of diamond pattern: Sawyer facing graniteharbor502, while Microsoft faced maminho.
Dorian gave Outkast a nod, sending him toward the back exit while he moved toward the tied horses out front.
To be continued...
didn't waste a single second. He just calmly lit a stick of dynamite and tossed it toward the doors.
Meanwhile, back at the saloon, graniteharbor502 was still leaning against the piano, casually smoking a cigar. maminho dropped his hand to his belt, but Sawyer cut him off, placing a hand on his shoulder and stepping a couple of paces toward the center of the room.
"So, kid, you gonna keep crowing, or..." he asked provocatively, tossing the right side of his dusty coat over his shoulder.
That instinctual move rattled the patrons, who started scrambling for cover. Only Microsoft stayed put, rising slowly. The white grips of his Colts, engraved with red bulls, caught the light in maminho's eyes. The four of them formed a sort of diamond pattern: Sawyer facing graniteharbor502, while Microsoft faced maminho.
Dorian gave Outkast a nod, sending him toward the back exit while he moved toward the tied horses out front.
To be continued...
Magic Dust
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As things started heating up in the saloon, a handpicked crew led by gfggfg gathered under an old oak tree just outside the town limits. little loser, Boss, carnivore and aleale —all seasoned gunslingers—were there for one reason: revenge.
- Alright guys, this is it! - shouted gfggfg
- Old debts are about to be settled - he continued
- Maybe we grab a drink on the house too? - added Boss
- We settle the old debts first. That means we bust my brother asdfga out of jail and hang that damn sheriff, then you can do whatever you want! - gfggfg
was clear. - Psh... - muttered little loser while chewing tobacco
- And leave the sheriff to me... I'll make sure he gets what's coming... - said gfggfg turning his horse toward the city
Soon they were at a full gallop toward New York City, where you could already cut the tension with a knife. Meanwhile, Sheriff Dorian Gray and his deputy Outkast were approaching the saloon, chatting with the locals Manhattan residents on the boardwalks.
- Take it easy, you two... - remarked Tyler Bennett5 slumped comfortably in his chair
- Hey Tyler Bennett5. - responded Outkast lifting his Winchester
- Storm coming tonight?! - asked Dorian Gray glancing at the clouds rolling over the town
- Well... - began Tyler Bennett5 standing up from his chair
- Looks like the storm is already brewing in the saloon - he added, nodding toward the horses tied up out front
And while josip presvetli prepared to ring the bell in front of the small church right at the edge of town to mark noon, gfggfg's gang swept past him in a cloud of dust, tearing down the main street like a freight train.
To be continued...
- Alright guys, this is it! - shouted gfggfg
- Old debts are about to be settled - he continued
- Maybe we grab a drink on the house too? - added Boss
- We settle the old debts first. That means we bust my brother asdfga out of jail and hang that damn sheriff, then you can do whatever you want! - gfggfg
was clear. - Psh... - muttered little loser while chewing tobacco
- And leave the sheriff to me... I'll make sure he gets what's coming... - said gfggfg turning his horse toward the city
Soon they were at a full gallop toward New York City, where you could already cut the tension with a knife. Meanwhile, Sheriff Dorian Gray and his deputy Outkast were approaching the saloon, chatting with the locals Manhattan residents on the boardwalks.
- Take it easy, you two... - remarked Tyler Bennett5 slumped comfortably in his chair
- Hey Tyler Bennett5. - responded Outkast lifting his Winchester
- Storm coming tonight?! - asked Dorian Gray glancing at the clouds rolling over the town
- Well... - began Tyler Bennett5 standing up from his chair
- Looks like the storm is already brewing in the saloon - he added, nodding toward the horses tied up out front
And while josip presvetli prepared to ring the bell in front of the small church right at the edge of town to mark noon, gfggfg's gang swept past him in a cloud of dust, tearing down the main street like a freight train.
To be continued...
Magic Dust
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The wind was relentlessly whipping across the river, kicking up those weird little shrubs along the dusty road that led straight into town. New York CityTwo riders came charging into town at a full gallop—just enough to make the local saloon shake. F1They'd ride in on their horses, tie them up, and then head straight into the saloon.
Sunday's little distraction—it'll be over soon once these two outsiders show up. Amanda Kelly He slowed down—just so he could eventually quit playing piano altogether. It was all part of the fallout from that poker game between... I don't know what to tell you—it’s just how things go sometimes. One minute you're fine, the next, everything's a mess. Typical., shadowstag10 I am ready. Send the content. Microsoft Everything else just faded away. Every single eye in the bar was pinned on the two of them standing at the entrance. A bunch of strangers shot them silent, judging looks. Then, the shorter one locked eyes with the bartender—a local guy. ruggedfox28He headed straight for the bar, moving with purpose. Still scanning the crowd in the saloon, he pulled off his gloves and took a seat next to his partner.
"Fat Tony, get me two whiskeys!" the shorter guy yelled.
"Your mom's fat!" — he snapped back. ruggedfox28...nervously wiping at his glass.
"Quit your whining and just pull out your best bottle," a taller guy interjected, tossing a silver dollar onto the bar.
ruggedfox28 He gave in—reluctantly—scanning the room to see how anyone else was reacting. He pulled out a bottle and poured a drink for the two strangers.
"Who am I even aiming at, if you don't mind me asking?" he asked.
"You know what they say about curiosity killing the cat?" he asked—with a smirk—as he towered over the two guys at the bar.
"Kitty's got nine lives..." he tried to sound brave, but—well, you know how that goes. ruggedfox28 The voice sounded like the exact opposite.
Ha, ha, ha... — the older guy let out a genuine laugh, and it looked like the younger one would be joining in soon.
"We can easily verify that!" the higher-up shot back.
ruggedfox28 instinctively backed up a few steps—sliding closer to where he’d tucked the double-barreled shotgun under the bar. Being smaller than the other two, he turned toward... Amanda Kelly He tossed him a dollar to keep playing—just a quick gesture to keep the music going. But before the coin even hit the case... Clark's Hands were taken. graniteharbor502 I don't know what you're getting at here—just a single word? If you have a point to make, just say it. Don't waste my time.
He grabbed the coin, held onto it for just a second—probably checking if it was real—before handing it right back to the owner.
"Grab your drink and get out—you aren't welcome here," he said, his voice steady and clear.
Look... look, we've even got some little chicks now. What do you think? maminho"Really?" — the tall guy was being sarcastic.
Damn. That's it. Sawyer I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that. What can I help you with? maminho... — he tried to play it cool. NateYeah, everyone heard him loud and clear.
During that time, the sheriff— William Bennett53 And his deputy, too. Outkast They were closing in on the lounge after finishing a routine patrol.
It keeps going...
Sunday's little distraction—it'll be over soon once these two outsiders show up. Amanda Kelly He slowed down—just so he could eventually quit playing piano altogether. It was all part of the fallout from that poker game between... I don't know what to tell you—it’s just how things go sometimes. One minute you're fine, the next, everything's a mess. Typical., shadowstag10 I am ready. Send the content. Microsoft Everything else just faded away. Every single eye in the bar was pinned on the two of them standing at the entrance. A bunch of strangers shot them silent, judging looks. Then, the shorter one locked eyes with the bartender—a local guy. ruggedfox28He headed straight for the bar, moving with purpose. Still scanning the crowd in the saloon, he pulled off his gloves and took a seat next to his partner.
"Fat Tony, get me two whiskeys!" the shorter guy yelled.
"Your mom's fat!" — he snapped back. ruggedfox28...nervously wiping at his glass.
"Quit your whining and just pull out your best bottle," a taller guy interjected, tossing a silver dollar onto the bar.
ruggedfox28 He gave in—reluctantly—scanning the room to see how anyone else was reacting. He pulled out a bottle and poured a drink for the two strangers.
"Who am I even aiming at, if you don't mind me asking?" he asked.
"You know what they say about curiosity killing the cat?" he asked—with a smirk—as he towered over the two guys at the bar.
"Kitty's got nine lives..." he tried to sound brave, but—well, you know how that goes. ruggedfox28 The voice sounded like the exact opposite.
Ha, ha, ha... — the older guy let out a genuine laugh, and it looked like the younger one would be joining in soon.
"We can easily verify that!" the higher-up shot back.
ruggedfox28 instinctively backed up a few steps—sliding closer to where he’d tucked the double-barreled shotgun under the bar. Being smaller than the other two, he turned toward... Amanda Kelly He tossed him a dollar to keep playing—just a quick gesture to keep the music going. But before the coin even hit the case... Clark's Hands were taken. graniteharbor502 I don't know what you're getting at here—just a single word? If you have a point to make, just say it. Don't waste my time.
He grabbed the coin, held onto it for just a second—probably checking if it was real—before handing it right back to the owner.
"Grab your drink and get out—you aren't welcome here," he said, his voice steady and clear.
Look... look, we've even got some little chicks now. What do you think? maminho"Really?" — the tall guy was being sarcastic.
Damn. That's it. Sawyer I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that. What can I help you with? maminho... — he tried to play it cool. NateYeah, everyone heard him loud and clear.
During that time, the sheriff— William Bennett53 And his deputy, too. Outkast They were closing in on the lounge after finishing a routine patrol.
It keeps going...
Magic Dust
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Dust Devil
Once upon a time...
names didn't matter much.
All you needed was a horse under you...
and a gun to keep you breathing.
...for everyone who spent their childhood playing cowboys and Indians.
(by swifttiger75)
Once upon a time...
names didn't matter much.
All you needed was a horse under you...
and a gun to keep you breathing.
...for everyone who spent their childhood playing cowboys and Indians.
(by swifttiger75)
Singapore GP (Marina Bay Street Circuit) - 09/22/2013
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Michael Diaz4 said:I still think Ferrari has a dominant car but lacks the right drivers... Felipe Massa is basically at the end of his rope, and Fernando Alonso has been whining for years—every time he runs into a faster driver, he starts complaining... That’s not what a great driver does. You either have it or you don't, and he isn't showing he does. If Michael Schumacher had a car like this back in the day, he would've been champion instead of Mika Häkkinen... Alonso just isn't in that class.
Michael Diaz4 said:Haha, sure, keep telling yourself that... There's no fixing a lack of talent. Alonso is proving he's just an average driver considering the machine he's driving... As for the team's strength and the car itself, we'll see year after year, but right now, Ferrari clearly has the best and fastest car on the grid... Their starts are phenomenal... It can't be a coincidence that Alonso consistently has the best launches, only to lose it all because of mediocre driving and bad strategy... Strategy killed him this time too, since he got stuck behind Pastor Maldonado and wasn't allowed to make the move...
Michael, cut the sarcasm and the irony for a second—what you wrote is pure trolling. If you actually believe this stuff and are backing it up with those "arguments" above, then maybe find a less demanding sport... I don't know, darts... or something...
@ ---> check out the TBF post for that explanation
I really don't want to go back and forth with you. If you want to have a real debate based on actual arguments... I'm here. We don't have to agree, but even the late Jacques Villeneuve is probably turning in his grave from the amount of trolling in your posts.
Later!
Singapore GP (Marina Bay Street Circuit) - 09/22/2013
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Michael Diaz4 said:Thanks, kid—even if you’re probably a little too young to be lecturing me on the old days of F1. I appreciate the vote of confidence on my dominance, though.😛
And you're clearly just some old-timer jumping in to comment on stuff that isn't yours. Whatever—to each their own. 😁
stormybadger8—I think if Kimi had two more cars on the grid, he’d actually have the guts to go for it. Overtaking depends on a ton of variables, sure—but I'll say it again: unlike most of these guys, Kimi will pull his ace out of his sleeve the second he sees an opening or when he’s got no other choice. 😁
Singapore GP (Marina Bay Street Circuit) - 09/22/2013
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Michael Diaz4 said:😂 What kind of conclusion is that? And what does your writing style have to do with the last race? Absolutely nothing...☕
Michael, kid... I love it when you're dominant—like Ferrari or a ninja!
Singapore GP (Marina Bay Street Circuit) - 09/22/2013
in Formula 1 ·
A little different, but still hits the mark... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xqUsrNIKzFo
Singapore GP (Marina Bay Street Circuit) - 09/22/2013
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Tyler Bennett5 said:Alonso blinded Webber slightly and the penalty was instant.
How many penalties would we see if someone pulled something like this today:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Cykz...17A694ED7D48CF
Seriously, they're overdoing it. They're killing the soul of the sport—it used to be a mosaic of incredible moments for decades.
Good point, Tyler Bennett5. 👍
Singapore GP (Marina Bay Street Circuit) - 09/22/2013
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Michael Diaz4 said:If Michael Schumacher had been driving a car like this back in the day, he would've walked away with those titles instead of Mika Hakkinen... Fernando Alonso just isn't in that league...
And if Giancarlo Baghetti had driven it...
Singapore GP (Marina Bay Street Circuit) - 09/22/2013
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Michael Diaz4 said:And he killed off the never-mourned Jacques Villeneuve😢
If he was "never mourned," it implies you actually watched him drive and enjoyed it—which means you've been following Formula 1 for a long time. Which brings us back to the idea that you might actually have something to teach me after all those years of watching. Unfortunately, that’s where any further logical reasoning fails in your case. 🙂
Luckily, the Americans managed to stop a dominant Syria from attacking the USA! 😲
Singapore GP (Marina Bay Street Circuit) - 09/22/2013
in Formula 1 ·
di Resta is starting to remind me more and more of Petrov—and honestly, seeing Alonso lately feels a lot like watching the old Alonso from a few years back... 🙂
Singapore GP (Marina Bay Street Circuit) - 09/22/2013
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Check out link number 12
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