Replace gaskets, or build motor up?
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The military bought me a couple T53L13 but they took them back too.........LOL
I have a one turbo Lycoming here HO 0360 210 HP
3 franklin 210
All antiques
All hooked to those twirly things on top
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Road Warrior
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Mate you couldn't be any more South than where I am I'm up in Sunny Far North Queensland , but yeps I have an open door policy with other bikers and net bikers I end up talking with,a few turn up every now and then , so if you're up here drop in to my place ,it's pretty wild though but you probably won't catch Cholera or anything serious just maybe be real grog sick when you leave.
Here's a thought ,if you freight that bike over this way send it to where I am , fly in to Oz up here and we'll ride to where you're going to live, "IF" that can work if not all good.
Just a though we ride on the other side of the road to the US.I will lead out until it makes sense.
Cheers man.
Here's a thought ,if you freight that bike over this way send it to where I am , fly in to Oz up here and we'll ride to where you're going to live, "IF" that can work if not all good.
Just a though we ride on the other side of the road to the US.I will lead out until it makes sense.
Cheers man.
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I have been on UH-60A’s L’s and M’s, UH-1H’s, and now MI-17v1’s and v5’s. It’s just about time to hang this hat up, it’ll be 24 years in about 22 months, that’s it for me.
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A stockbroker one day decides "the hell with it", sells what he's got, and moves to the middle of the Australian outback. He's living in the middle of nowhere for about six months, when he gets a knock on his door. What?! I mean, he hasn't seen a single soul for six months, so who's knocking? He opens the door, and there's just a gigantic mountain of a man, disheveled, missing teeth, giant beard, kind of Hagrid in a way.
"Howdy, mate! I'm your neighbor!"
The stockbroker didn't even know he had neighbors, so this guy's come from a long way certainly. He greets him, and they start to talking. "Hagrid" says "Look, I'm throwin' a party next week, and I'd love it if you'd come."
Now, the stockbroker moved here to get away from people and the rat race, so he starts to decline, but then again, it has been six months...
"Hagrid" goes on: "There's gonna be lots of drinkin'..."
This piques the stockbroker's interest. He's done with martinis and White Russians, but some good ol' Aussie beer might be fun to try.
"... and after the drinkin', we usually get to dancin'..."
Hmmm, thinks the stockbroker. I haven't really loosened up in a while. This might be fun...
"... and after the dancin', there's usually some fightin'..."
Now, that might be something fun to see, thinks the stockbroker. A genuine Aussie barfight kind of thing...
"... and then after the fightin', things might get a little crazy, and there's usually some sex afterwards."
Well, that does it. I mean, it's been six months! The stockbroker says "I'm in! What should I wear?"
Hagrid says "Wear whatever you'd like. It'll just be the two of us."
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Okay, that's a kind offer! Unrelated, but that reminds me of a joke that the Kiwis told me about the Aussies.
A stockbroker one day decides "the hell with it", sells what he's got, and moves to the middle of the Australian outback. He's living in the middle of nowhere for about six months, when he gets a knock on his door. What?! I mean, he hasn't seen a single soul for six months, so who's knocking? He opens the door, and there's just a gigantic mountain of a man, disheveled, missing teeth, giant beard, kind of Hagrid in a way.
"Howdy, mate! I'm your neighbor!"
The stockbroker didn't even know he had neighbors, so this guy's come from a long way certainly. He greets him, and they start to talking. "Hagrid" says "Look, I'm throwin' a party next week, and I'd love it if you'd come."
Now, the stockbroker moved here to get away from people and the rat race, so he starts to decline, but then again, it has been six months...
"Hagrid" goes on: "There's gonna be lots of drinkin'..."
This piques the stockbroker's interest. He's done with martinis and White Russians, but some good ol' Aussie beer might be fun to try.
"... and after the drinkin', we usually get to dancin'..."
Hmmm, thinks the stockbroker. I haven't really loosened up in a while. This might be fun...
"... and after the dancin', there's usually some fightin'..."
Now, that might be something fun to see, thinks the stockbroker. A genuine Aussie barfight kind of thing...
"... and then after the fightin', things might get a little crazy, and there's usually some sex afterwards."
Well, that does it. I mean, it's been six months! The stockbroker says "I'm in! What should I wear?"
Hagrid says "Wear whatever you'd like. It'll just be the two of us."
A stockbroker one day decides "the hell with it", sells what he's got, and moves to the middle of the Australian outback. He's living in the middle of nowhere for about six months, when he gets a knock on his door. What?! I mean, he hasn't seen a single soul for six months, so who's knocking? He opens the door, and there's just a gigantic mountain of a man, disheveled, missing teeth, giant beard, kind of Hagrid in a way.
"Howdy, mate! I'm your neighbor!"
The stockbroker didn't even know he had neighbors, so this guy's come from a long way certainly. He greets him, and they start to talking. "Hagrid" says "Look, I'm throwin' a party next week, and I'd love it if you'd come."
Now, the stockbroker moved here to get away from people and the rat race, so he starts to decline, but then again, it has been six months...
"Hagrid" goes on: "There's gonna be lots of drinkin'..."
This piques the stockbroker's interest. He's done with martinis and White Russians, but some good ol' Aussie beer might be fun to try.
"... and after the drinkin', we usually get to dancin'..."
Hmmm, thinks the stockbroker. I haven't really loosened up in a while. This might be fun...
"... and after the dancin', there's usually some fightin'..."
Now, that might be something fun to see, thinks the stockbroker. A genuine Aussie barfight kind of thing...
"... and then after the fightin', things might get a little crazy, and there's usually some sex afterwards."
Well, that does it. I mean, it's been six months! The stockbroker says "I'm in! What should I wear?"
Hagrid says "Wear whatever you'd like. It'll just be the two of us."
hilarious, though not what Badcocky had in mind I HOPE!
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If we pool our money with a couple others, we might be able to afford 3-4 hours a month!
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