Thursday, April 20, 2006

What kind of sports car am I?

I'm a Ford Mustang!



You're an American classic -- fast, strong, and bold. You're not snobby or pretentious, but you have what it takes to give anyone a run for their money.


"Take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz.

Sunday, March 19, 2006

Unpimp your ride

Great ad... V-Dub in da house... Representing Deustchland...

Friday, March 03, 2006

V - twin glory



















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Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Good morning sunshine...

The sunrise by my window

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Sunday, January 29, 2006

Singapore

This City is what it is because our citizens are what they are. Plato

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Good morning, Singapore!
























In the morning a man walks with his whole body; in the evening, only with his legs.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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The Esplanade

 
The Esplanade, Theatres on the bay
Singapore
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Rise & Shine

 
The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
John Muir
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Night time reconnaisance

 

I thought I'd take a slow shutter shot on my cousin's EOS 350D, but this superbike pulled in to the lot at that precise moment... The lighting is unintentional, but it turned out pretty... What do you think of it?

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Friday, January 27, 2006

Sheltered...

 
It's all me in here, and the rest of the world outside...
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Scary man!

 
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Embers

 
It's burning, the fire catches on...
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Sunday, December 04, 2005

Unfinished work of art?

 
The soft blue sky did never melt Into his heart; he never felt The witching of the soft blue sky... - William Wordsworth, Peter Bell
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Till death brought them together

 


In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave.
John James Ingalls


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