A friend of mine is into Russian motorcycles, and we have a joke amongst us when faced with a problem at work. "What would Ivan do?"
Hey! Don't knock the old soviet technology . They make the worlds biggest micro chips and fastest digital watches .
Nice video MrWhoopee, I love it!! I spent 2 weeks in Russia and the Ukraine in 1992 as part of a Nuclear Safety Delegation. Highlight of the trip was visiting and touring Chernobyl. Saw a number of instances of "old" technology being used on the front lines there. The thing that impressed my scientific counterparts the most was our solar powered calculators..................... They obviously had solar powered items I'm sure, but the average layman didn't and were quite impressed with them. We left all our calculators with them. Everyone wanted my Nike sneakers too .....................
Not a fan of vodka personally (think it was invented in Poland,but not sure),but you cant knock a country that gave the world Anna Kournikova & Maria Sharapova....
I bet that truck has a very low gear ratio & they have loaded many a loads of logs that way. It reminded me of videos I have seen where logs have been chained to the side of the rear tires of tractors to "pole vault" them out of holes. Did anyone watch the video behind the above one where the truck hauling the fire wood slid side ways. They sure were blessed the wood was not strapped down & could slid off. If not, the truck would have probably flipped over.
Or liability lawyers. I've been on a couple mission trips to Haiti. The stuff we saw there would just blow your mind. Gaping holes into open sewers on sidewalks in the capital, people getting hit in the back of the head by the rear view mirror of big trucks running down the road alongside pedestrian traffic, gaping hand dug holes in the middle of intersections to repair sewer lines where someone stole the two workhorses with flashing lights and a pick up truck ended up in it upside down the next morning, etc. I was riding home from the orphanage clinic in what passed for a taxi one day and the car started making a severe clinking and shaking that got progressively worse as the ride wore on. Finally when it felt like a wheel was ready to fall off, the cabbie smiled and stopped and asked me to get out of the front seat. (My knees were hard up against the glove box.) He pulled a handful of lug nuts out of the glove box and a lug wrench out of the trunk and either added or replaced the nuts on one of the rear wheels, got back in grinning from ear to ear, and started back on his merry way. When we were just blocks from our destination he was flying down a dirt side street and hit a cement crossing over a ditch hard enough to bounce my head off the roof of the car. When he dropped us off he had gas pouring out if his gas tank at a very high rate. Lots of other tales, not enough time or digital ink.
I spent a few weeks in Haiti in '94. Voodoo drums, pigs running in the streets, no utilities, etc. Just like everywhere else I've been in the world, makes me feel lucky that I was born in the US.
