Light twins not using contra-rotating propellers

Mxsmanic wrote:

Newps writes:


A used Baron can be had for a wide variety of prices.


Oh. I forgot that some people buy used.

Irrelavant to the discussion whether or not you buy new or used.

Mxsmanic wrote:

karl gruber writes:


Every crosswind takeoff with wind from the right.............is one


But the wind is blowing from the right only half the time.


Where did you come up with that statistic? At my airport the wind blows
from the left probably over 90% of the time.

Receptionist
(Rita Davies) Yes, sir?
Man I'd like to have an argument please.
Receptionist Certainly, sir. Have you been here before...?
Man No, this is my first time.
Receptionist I see. Do you want to have the full argument, or were
you thinking of taking a course?
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Receptionist Yes, it's one pound for a five-minute argument, but only
eight pounds for a course of ten.
Man Well, I think it's probably best if I start with the one and see
how it goes from there. OK?
Receptionist Fine. I'll see who's free at the moment ... Mr.
Du-Bakey's free, but he's a little bit conciliatory ... yes, try Mr.
Barnard - Room 12.
Man Thank you.
The man walks down a corridor. He opens door 12. There is a man at a
desk.
Mr Barnard (shouting) What do you want?
Man Well I was told outside ...
Mr Barnard Don't give me that you snotty-faced heap of parrot
droppings!
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You vacuous toffee-nosed malodorous pervert!
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Outside 12A. The man knocks on the door.
Mr Vibrating (from within) Come in.
The man enters the room. Mr Vibrating is sitting at a desk.
Man Is this the right room for an argument?
Mr Vibrating I've told you once.
Man No you haven't.
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Man When?
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Mr Vibrating Did.
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half hour?
Man Oh ... Just a five-minute one.
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Anyway, I did.
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told you!
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Man Ooh, you did!
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Man You did, just then.
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Mr Vibrating It can be.
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establish a definite proposition.
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position.
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contradiction is just the automatic gainsaying of anything the other person
says.
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Mr Vibrating (pressing the bell on his desk) That's it. Good morning.
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another five minutes.
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unless you've paid.
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Mr Vibrating Thank you.
Man Well?.
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in) I want to complain.
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only had them three weeks and the heels are worn right through.
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well not bother. My back hurts and ... (the man exits, walks down the
corridor and enters a room)
Man I want to complain. ('Spreaders' who is just inside the door hits
man on the head with a mallet) Ooh!
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Try it again. (he hits him again)
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here ...
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Man Waagh!
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lessons in here.
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Detective Inspector Fox enters
Fox Right. Hold it there.
Man and Spreaders What?
Fox Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Inspector Fox of the Light
Entertainment Police, Comedy Division, Special Flying Squad.
Man and Spreaders Flying Fox of the Yard.
Fox Shut up! (he hits the man with a truncheon)
Man Ooooh?
Spreaders No, no, no - Waagh!
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Spreaders Waagh!
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two me old beauties, you are nicked.
Man What for?
Fox I'm charging you under Section 21 of the Strange Sketch Act.
Man The what?
Fox You are hereby charged that you did wilfully take part in a
strange sketch, that is, a skit, spoof or humorous vignette of an
unconventional nature with intent to cause grievous mental confusion to the
Great British Public. (to camera) Evening all.
Spreaders It's a fair cop.
Fox And you tosh. (hits the man)
Man WAAAGH!
Fox That's excellent! Right, come on down the Yard.
Another inspector arrives.
Inspector Hold it. Hold it. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm
Inspector Thompson's Gazelle of the Programme Planning Police, Light
Entertainment Division, Special Flying Squad.
Fox Flying Thompson's Gazelle of the Yard!
Inspector Shut up! (he hits him)
Fox Waaaagh!
Spreaders He's good.
Inspector Shut up! (hits Spreaders)
Spreaders WAAGH!
Man Rotten. (he gets hit) WAAAGH!
Inspector Good. Now I'm arrestin' this entire show on three counts:
one, acts of self-conscious behaviour contrary to the 'Not in front of the
children' Act, two, always saying 'It's so and so of the Yard' every time
the fuzz arrives and, three, and this is the cruncher, offenses against the
'Getting out of sketches without using a proper punchline' Act, four,
namely, simply ending every bleedin' sketch by just having a policeman come
in and... wait a minute.
Another policeman enters.
Policeman Hold it. (puts his hand on Inspector Thompson's Gazelle's
shoulder)
Inspector It's a fair cop.
A large hairy hand appears through the door and claps him on the
shoulder.


Bicycles are open loop unstable at all speeds.

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Monty Python wrote:
Inspector: Good. Now I'm arrestin' this entire show on three counts:
one, acts of self-conscious behaviour contrary to the 'Not in front of
the children' Act, two, always saying 'It's so and so of the Yard'
every time the fuzz arrives and, three, and this is the cruncher,
offenses against the 'Getting out of sketches without using a proper
punchline' Act, four, namely, simply ending every bleedin' sketch by
just having a policeman come in and... wait a minute.
(Another policeman enters.)
Policeman: Hold it. (puts his hand on Inspector Thompson's
Gazelle's shoulder)
Inspector: It's a fair cop.
(A large hairy hand appears through the door and claps him on the
shoulder.)

And now for something completely different:
A man with a tape recorder up his nose.

"Newps" wrote in message
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Mxsmanic wrote:

karl gruber writes:


Every crosswind takeoff with wind from the right.............is one


But the wind is blowing from the right only half the time.


Where did you come up with that statistic? At my airport the wind blows
from the left probably over 90% of the time.

ROFL! Newps, my local patch suffers left crosswind about 10%. That
probably how the munchkin devolved his idiotic theory.

"Mxsmanic" wrote in message
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N2310D writes:

Try this one: While riding a bicycle on a flat, level surface which way
do
you move the right handle bar to initiate a left turn?

The handlebars must be turned slightly to the right.

Why?

N2310D writes:

Why?

To force the bicycle's momentum to carry it to the left. The wheel
will then turn on its own to the left to restore the equilibrium, and
so will the bicycle.

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Newps writes:

No, it will not. That's ridiculous.

Try it and see.

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Newps writes:

Ridiculous assertion.

Try it and see.

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Newps writes:

Where did you come up with that statistic?

It's statistically inevitable.

At my airport the wind blows from the left probably over 90% of the time.

But there are other airports in the world.

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