I have a fuckin’ dolt of an uncle who was trying to tell me that points ignition is better than electronically controlled ignition. Like??? Yeah dude I love adjusting my spark timing by hand it’s so much fun 🙄
I’m guessing here, but it could be the feel of direct control and accomplishment. If it goes out, you can fix it. If you adjust it, you control it.
Manual transmission gives you that feeling of complete control of the vehicle. If you keep it in 2nd, it stays in 2nd. Whereas drifting around in an automatic is possible, the feeling isn’t the same. If you exceed the limited rpm, the system kicks in and shifts to 3rd.
It’s more of a pride/accomplishment/feeling than a fact. The fact is, automatic vehicles are more efficient in most cases. But people (myself included) prefer manuals for the feeling of control.
Maybe that’s the same with your uncle and his knowledge and skill.
Ignition, not transmission. In old cars, there’d be a contact that span round and touched other contacts to trigger the spark plugs at the right time. In a modern car, that’s done electronically, and so doesn’t start out and need replacing, and can vary the spark timings based on things like speed and temperature while the engine’s running instead of just when you have the bonnet open.
So I actually prefer manual transmission myself, but there is no reason to prefer points. They’re super frustrating. It would be like going backwards from fuel injection to carburetors. Like I’m a tinkerer don’t get me wrong but some stuff is just… worse
I find that very hard to believe when I can keep my car from unnecessarily downshifting when going up a slight incline. Or putting it in neutral while coasting.
Hell when I first got my car the avg mpg was 21mpg and after driving it for a few months I’ve gotten it up to 30.
This is obviously anecdotal evidence so if anyone has more info on it that’d be great
There’s a few articles out there. A search on Google scholar might show some more results but I just clicked one of the first ones for, “automatic vs manual transmission efficiency”
To the driver, a continuously variable transmission (CVT) operates a lot like an automatic. You don’t have to operate a clutch, and you simply put the car in drive to go. Unlike manuals and automatics, however, CVTs have infinite combinations of gear ratios. What that means is that a CVT can always send power to the wheels from the engine in the most fuel-efficient way possible.
I agree with the pasta, which questions if it’s good enough and takes the notion of an implied revisit of another ingredient as a validation of its inadequacies.
I mean I’d imagine the launch is quite a sobering experience. Might actually be a good thing to pre-game to relax a bit considering your strapped to a controlled bomb.
This is like how many people with natural curly hair spend hours to staighten their hair and people with straight hair spend tons to get nice curly hair.
Wow. Just wow. This is such an eye-opener. I mean, with all the comments here.
I had no idea this was a common thing! Up until now I thought only my girlfriend was like this.
Also, this makes me understand a Christmas present I received many years ago. I never understood the meaning of it and never knew from whom I received it and why (so I couldn’t ask about it), it was just under the Christmas tree next to a book I received. This “gift” was just a note on a piece of very thin wooden sheet, it said “Is it necessary to find a solution to every problem? Can’t we just enjoy the problem for a little bit?”
Now it kinda makes sense, although I still don’t know why I received it. Yes, I am a very solution-oriented person, but I’m also very introverted, back then I didn’t have a girlfriend, I had no friends, I didn’t even talk with my family much, and honestly, I couldn’t even really find solutions to problems in the first place. I have no clue what made someone give that to me.
And I’m not kidding when I say I literally read half of this comic then got distracted and went to do 10 other things in my phone and an hour later I came back and realized I hadn’t finished reading this comic yet. Continued reading and the plot kept changing.
People are taking the piss out of you everyday. They butt into your life, take a cheap shot at you and then disappear. They leer at you from tall buildings and make you feel small. They make flippant comments from buses that imply you’re not sexy enough and that all the fun is happening somewhere else. They are on TV making your girlfriend feel inadequate. They have access to the most sophisticated technology the world has ever seen and they bully you with it. They are The Advertisers and they are laughing at you.
You, however, are forbidden to touch them. Trademarks, intellectual property rights and copyright law mean advertisers can say what they like wherever they like with total impunity.
Fuck that. Any advert in a public space that gives you no choice whether you see it or not is yours. It’s yours to take, re-arrange and re-use. You can do whatever you like with it. Asking for permission is like asking to keep a rock someone just threw at your head.
You owe the companies nothing. Less than nothing, you especially don’t owe them any courtesy. They owe you. They have re-arranged the world to put themselves in front of you. They never asked for your permission, don’t even start asking for theirs.
It’s strange. I’ll write a pretty tight email, looks concise on my computer screen. Send it, walk away, read the replies on my phone and it looks like the prologue on a food blog recipe.
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