Tuesday, October 13, 2026

426 hemi Satellite has an original police impound sticker from the late 70s. It’s got 9k original miles.


As cities push back against Flock's license plate readers, the $8.4 billion surveillance company is betting big on police drones, raising fresh questions about privacy and oversight.

The company’s line of drones has become a key part of its current revenue and sales pitch. Flock founder and CEO Garrett Langley told the All-In Podcast in September that drone tech is the company’s “fastest-growing business unit right now.”

Founded in 2017, Flock is valued at $8.4 billion. Langley said drone tech is set to account for nearly half of its future revenue.

the Small Business Administration's rejected BMW of Springfield’s application for loan forgiveness (a New Jersey dealership) for part of a $2 million Paycheck Protection Program loan

nearly all the $800 billion in Paycheck Protection Program loans issued by the federal government have been forgiven. 

Now, some borrowers whose requests for forgiveness were denied are taking their cases to court.

A New Jersey dealership can’t compel the Small Business Administration to forgive part of a $2 million Paycheck Protection Program loan, a federal appeals court has ruled.

The SBA justifiably rejected BMW of Springfield’s application for loan forgiveness, saying BMW of Springfield was ineligible for the money in the first place, the 3rd Circuit U.S. Court of Appeals held.

The dispute arose from a federal low-interest loan program enacted in 2020’s Coronavirus Aid, Relief and Economic Security, or CARES Act, to help small businesses meet their payroll and survive during the pandemic era.

In implementing the Paycheck Protection Program, the SBA capped the collective amount that entities with shared majority ownership could borrow at $20 million for first-draw, or first-round, loans and $4 million for second-draw loans.

In the New Jersey case, the operator of a BMW dealer in Springfield sued the SBA Tuesday seeking forgiveness of $936,963. The SBA said the company, known as Celebrity of Springfield, is part of a larger corporate group that received a loan of $5.06 million, which is far more than the $4 million corporate maximum. Therefore, Celebrity’s $2 million loan is ineligible for forgiveness, the SBA said in its final loan review decision.

The 2 CV Fourgonnette is Citroen's attempt at reviving the panel van from the 1950s.

Citroen kept the 2CV Fourgonette production going for 26 years, from 1951 to 1977, with some final units rolling off the assembly line in 1979, before the Acadiane small commercial panel van completely took over. The company manufactured 1,246,355 units of the classic van over its lifespan.

The French automaker brought the 2 CV concept car to Paris and, with it, the 2 CV Fourgonnette, a revival of the historic 1951 legendary van. However, the concept van going into production is very unlikely. The world doesn’t need a miniature van that doesn’t have the space or the practicality of a pickup truck. 

The Citroën 2CV is back as a low-priced, electric hatchback.


Much like Volkswagen's Beetle in Germany and Fiat's 500 in Italy, the model scored points for affordability. This is exactly what Citroen is counting on right now. The concept car previews a future production model which is expected to hit the market sometime in 20028, with a starting price of 15,000 euros, to prove that electric mobility can be accessible.





https://www.reuters.com/business/autos-transportation/stellantis-bets-small-affordable-evs-european-comeback-2026-10-11

the Flying Coffin 1968-72 Jan Balder, 2002tii Schnitzer


off brand, but, just an fyi about something very rare and cool... a gun case maker passed away, (4 decades in business) and his ENTIRE shop is being sold as ONE unit... (sharing this because of the shop tools and Gerstners)






for a look at a couple gun cases he made:

something I hadn't thought about when hearing about drive ins... the real estate under them is worth a fortune... the Santee Drive-In just sold for $22.75 million (approx. $1.69 million per acre)


https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=10229421043705594&set=pcb.10229421134187856

oddly enough, this John Deere garden tractor belongs to the guitarist from Cheap Trick, Rick Nielson... and it's going to auction. So is his 55 T Bird and 58 Ranchero


The tractor features a custom Cheap Trick theme livery with a checker pattern and custom graphics throughout. Includes a vintage snowplough with Cheap Trick graphics.

The drivetrain of this tractor has been modified to achieve a higher top speed, believed to be over ten miles per hour. 

saved for posterity

 

https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=28983545004580250&set=g.752780219227785

death by, ... elephantiasis?



 https://www.usmodernist.org/ID/ID-1954-02.pdf  page 49-51

comparison, the 36 Cord and the 40 or 41 Lincoln Continental


 

brass casting... in Grand Rapids?


Monday, October 12, 2026

somebody PLEASE tell the darn truckers to quit chasing Santa's reindeer! WTH?!




Firestone sold a lot more than tires (I've already posted radios and tool sets they licensed)



so much good stuff comes out of nowhere when the estate sales happen, and suddenly for the 1st time in decades, it's publicly for sale and you can finally get that rare thing you've always wanted but could never find affordably








Located in northern Wisconsin.

Automated surveillance cameras now blanket most of Pittsburgh, generating a record number of tickets and tens of millions of dollars for the city.

Artificial intelligence-directed license plate readers are mounted on enforcement cars, surveillance cameras peer down from overhead and there are red-light cameras at intersections.

Pittsburgh Parking Authority Executive Director Dave Onorato has made the authority a nationwide leader in the deployment of AI to enforce parking laws, having spent millions of dollars on state-of-the-art surveillance technologies.

And it's paid off, at least monetarily. The authority is now issuing about 30,000 tickets a month, and in the last three years, revenues have risen from $48 million to $53 million.

An Army AH-64 Apache helicopter arrived late to an Ozark, Alabama, car show Saturday, hovering over the show’s display cars, pummeling vehicles and spectators with trash and dirt kicked up by rotor wash as it landed.


Officials at Fort Rucker, where the AH-64 is based, issued a statement confirming that they were aware of damage caused by the helicopter and encouraging car owners to contact base authorities for a claim regarding their vehicles.

Tyler Williams, founder of Wiregrass Carshows, which organized the car show as part of the town’s Claybank Jamboree festival, told Task & Purpose that the Apache was scheduled to arrive before the events opened, but weather delayed the helicopter and most of the car owners had taken up spots in the show’s parking area when it pulled overhead.

“This time, the helicopter landed around the time our registration was wrapping up, and landed in a location closer to our parking area than it was supposed to be at,” said Williams, who added that the Army had provided helicopters as static displays at other shows. “In every other event, the helicopters have landed either before the car show or not at all.”

https://taskandpurpose.com/news/army-apache-car-rotor-wash/

how can people be so damn stupid? Do they practice?


North Stockton put a circle of parking barriers in the middle of an intersection,  like the thinking was: A circle breaking up the big open area of pavement would stop people from smoking tires and spinning around there.

Unfortunately they inadvertently built a mini drift course (or, at least, a perfect skidpad).

The CBS station set up a camera at the intersection to test its effectiveness, and a lone drift-missle E36 BMW was spotted hanging a pretty nice sustained slide around the barrier just days after it went up.

Loadmasters assigned to the 709th Airlift Squadron prepare to offload the fuselage of an F-117A Nighthawk from a C-5M Super Galaxy at Dulles International Airport in Chantilly, Va., Oct. 6, 2026.


https://theaviationist.com/2026/10/09/f-117-the-overachiever/

B-29 plane at the bottom of Lake Mead more accessible due to low water



The Lake Mead National Recreation Area (LMNRA) says that in 1948, a B-29 Superfortress plane crashed into the lake. 

While the plane's altimeter read that the plane was 400 feet above the water, it was incorrect. At 230 miles per hour, the B-29 struck Lake Mead, quickly sinking. Fortunately, all crew members were able to safely evacuate and were rescued.

In the nearly 80 years since the crash occurred, the plane has remained at the bottom of Lake Mead. Its location was unknown until the early 2000s, when processing map data showed "a plane-shaped mass" under the water.

A floating World War Two roadway of the type used during the D-Day landings as a portable harbor wall, to facilitate the rapid offloading of cargo onto beaches during the Allied invasion of Normandy in June 1944, has been unveiled following preservation works,



Associated British Ports (ABP) used cranes to lift the structure, known as a whale, from Town Quay in Southampton last year after it had spent decades partially submerged.

The unveiling of a plaque at its new home outside Solent Gateway at Marchwood, Hampshire, was carried out by the Lord-Lieutenant for the county, Nigel Atkinson, with the local MP, local council leaders and veterans in attendance.

Mulberry Harbours, as they were known, were built in the UK and used overseas to help transfer Allied troops and equipment as they began the liberation of France.

Port director Richard Parkinson said: "The Mulberry Harbour was a brilliant piece of British engineering in the Second World War to create the harbour that enabled Operation Overlord and the D-Day landings.

"It was absolutely a battle-winning, innovative British engineering invention."

The whale is one of only two known surviving examples in England that are not submerged.





They were designed in 1942, then built in under a year in great secrecy; within hours of the Allies creating beachheads after D-Day, sections of the two prefabricated harbours were towed across the English Channel from southern England and placed in position off Omaha Beach (Mulberry "A") and Gold Beach (Mulberry "B"), along with old ships to be sunk as breakwaters.

The Mulberry harbours solved the problem of needing deepwater jetties and a harbour to provide the invasion force with the necessary reinforcements and supplies, and were to be used until major French ports could be captured and brought back into use after repair of the inevitable sabotage by German defenders. Composed of floating but sinkable breakwaters, floating pontoons, piers and floating roadways, this innovative and technically difficult system was being used for the first time.

The Mulberry B harbour at Gold Beach was used for ten months after D-Day, while over two million men, four million tons of supplies and half a million vehicles were landed before it was fully decommissioned. The partially completed Mulberry A harbour at Omaha Beach was damaged on 19 June by a violent storm that arrived from the northeast before the pontoons were securely anchored.

KJ Apa portrays James Stewart on the big screen in 'Jimmy', and he’s earned the approval of the late actor and military aviator’s daughter.


Written by Justin Strawhand, Jimmy tells the story of when Stewart, fresh off his Oscar win for The Philadelphia Story, enlisted as a combat pilot in the U.S. Army Air Force at the beginning of World War II. The film traces his experience through the war before returning home and playing George Bailey in It’s a Wonderful Life.

Margaret Horton was in the Women's Auxiliary Air Force (WAAF) during World War II. Her duties included sitting on the tail of Spitfires to prevent them from tipping over in rough weather when they taxied. (not making that up)



On a blustery February 14, 1945, Leading Aircraftwoman Margaret Horton found herself on the cusp of an extraordinary adventure. She was a WAAF (Women's Auxiliary Air Force) assigned to an RAF squadron, and her task that day was one she knew well: perching on the horizontal stabilizer of a Spitfire to keep the tail steady while it taxied in the wind. But little did she know, her routine assignment was about to take an unexpected turn. Flight Lt. Neill Cox, the pilot of the Spitfire, was blissfully unaware that Horton would be jumping aboard. As Horton later admitted, "the squadron was run in a slap-happy way." Normally, the tail-sitter would grab the aircraft's elevator and give it a wiggle before the pilot turned onto the runway, signaling that they were hopping off. But on this fateful day, Cox made a casual gesture from the cockpit that Horton interpreted as, "Hang on, don't go yet."

...and hang on she did—a decision that would lead to one of the most thrilling rides of her life. As the Spitfire roared down the runway, Horton quickly realized the gravity of the situation. She flopped across the tail cone, demonstrating quick thinking and agility, held in place by the vertical fin. Her legs dangled to the right, while her torso clung to the left. Meanwhile, another WAAF, who had witnessed the unfolding drama, dashed off to alert a flight sergeant, who in turn sprinted to the control tower. Orders were given for Cox to make a quick circuit and land, though he was not informed of the reason. Between Horton's death grip on the elevator with her left hand and the Spitfire's tail-heaviness, Cox could tell something was off, but he couldn't see as far back as his airplane's empennage. The Spitfire soared through the sky with Horton hanging on for dear life, the wind whipping past her as she clung to the tail cone.

The world below became a blur, and the adrenaline coursing through her veins made her feel more alive than ever. It was a wild ride she would never forget. After what felt like an eternity, the Spitfire finally touched down. Horton, relieved to be back on solid ground, announced with a cheeky grin that after a change of panties and a cigarette, she'd be ready to return to work. Her daring escapade quickly became the stuff of legends within the squadron.

However, her adventurous spirit did not go entirely unpunished. Horton was later fined for losing her uniform beret during the short, thrilling trip around the pattern. But the story of her wild ride on the Spitfire would live on, a testament to her bravery and quick thinking in the face of unexpected challenges.



At Hibaldstowe, where I was working as a WAAF flight mechanic in 1945, it was a flight order for one of the ground staff to sit on the tail of each Spitfire as it taxied from the dispersal to the distant runway in rough weather, to prevent the wind from tipping the machine over on its nose.

On this occasion my pilot did not receive the order ‘Rough Weather Procedure,’ which was issued from flying control, and, not having seen me jump on the tailplane while the other mechanics were removing the chocks, he took straight off instead of waiting for me to descend upon reaching the runway.

The violently increased rate at which we were taxiing first told me that something was wrong, and I flung myself across the fuselage and grasped the elevator in an attempt to attract the pilot’s attention. I was unable to move it.

Events move fast with a Spitfire, and there seemed only a panic-stricken moment before the cessation of the rushing sensation of travelling along the runway told me that we were airborne.

All hope gone

Newbolt knew what he was writing about when he described the traveller, doomed to certain death from the brigands into whose hands he had fallen, as spending his last hours “in a dream untroubled of hope.” At that moment I was not merely in great danger. I was, to all practical purposes, already dead.

I had no hold other than that of three fingers which I had managed to get round the cut­away portion of the tailplane, there was no possibility of attracting the attention of either the pilot or anyone on the ground, and it seemed so certain that I must roll off the fuselage the first time the aircraft banked that I did not even trouble to wriggle farther across it to balance the weight of my heavy boots.

It was at this moment of realization that fear left me. My first coherent thought was, “I’ve muffed it for the last time – better me than most people, but I wish it hadn’t happened!”

Nothing much stronger than that. The grimness of any sudden severance from a normal routine, a passing regret – you may laugh if you like, but it’s true – that my NAAFI cigarettes and chocolate rations would be wasted, and a deeper regret that I could not leave a message to tell my mother how easy death had been.

Strangely, although I realized that my family would feel my loss, there was no feeling that I was leaving them. Of anxiety for what was to come there was none, though I was never any braver than the next person, and am in a funk when it comes to climbing ladders or riding bicycles.

Black-out sensation

The force of the slipstream must have been terrific, for there was nothing but that and the precarious hold of my finger-tips to prevent me rolling forward, though the fin made it impossible to slip over the tail of my mount. Before many minutes there was a sensation of blood rushing to my head, a feeling of something pressing me down, and a blackness before my eyes, and I thought with a mild sense of gratitude that death was coming in the easy form of a ‘black-out’.

There was never any sensation of the mist clearing. My next recollection is of a perfectly clear head and an entirely fresh line of thought. The doctrine that good is the source of all power, and evil a figment of our imagination, had long appealed to my reason – now, my own voice seemed to be saying in my ear, was the chance for me to prove it.

Steadily, the idea that there was nothing to harm me took possession of my mind, helped by the clear serene sky, and I knew I was safe whether the flight was to last ten minutes or a couple of hours.

Shortly afterwards I felt the machine drop – so gently that I did not realise the cause until the returning sensation of speed proclaimed that we were back on the runway.

As we slowed down I slipped off the tailplane, ran back for my beret which had remained faithfully on my head until we reached the ground, and made my way back across the grass to the dispersal, while the pilot taxied home round the perimeter road, still unaware why his controls had refused to function.

How, in the circumstances, he achieved that perfect landing I have never understood, but he must have had a harrowing ten minutes in the air. On leaving the runway he had found his elevator almost unserviceable, and after struggling round the circuit at 600 feet had radioed for permission to land.

The flying control officer, who had only that moment been informed by the flight office of my predicament, judged it safest not to tell him of the presence of a passenger, so it was not until he walked indignantly into the flight office to report his aircraft unserviceable that he learnt he was the victim of an unusual case of ‘parasite drag’.

Whatever his feelings, he was off with the next detail, and I should have accompanied him – to the beginning of the run­way only – if he had not implored me, as I prepared to scramble up: “I know you don’t want to lose your nerve, but please don’t come on my tail again!”

Ever heard of the Jeep Cowboy? (thank you Steve! ) Just when you think history has been over processed, all revealed, and boring... then comes this!



 Powered by the AMC 258 cu. in. inline six and did NOT have four wheel drive.


And that was the precursor to the AMC Cowboy... with 4 wheel drive, which later went into the Eagle