And here’s the thing: when you hear that the Japanese are going to roll tires down a ski jump to see how far they fly, you know that it’s going to be done properly. Rigorously, even. Somebody’s going to sit down ahead of time and make sure that the camera angles are right and that the tires will be rolled down the slope correctly and that the results will be presented in a fashion that the Americans will understand because we’re the other guys out there who about as equally badly want to see tires rolled down a ski jump to see how far they fly. I respect competence. We see so little of it, in this fallen world of ours.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f62Z8Ev9OXA
Solid video, guys. Solid. You did not waste anybody’s time with this. Accept my applause.
I had to watch the whole thing. The lab coat and white gloves and the song at the end were great but the enthusiasm of the commentary was the best.
And the inevitable moment when the largest tire meets the ramp. Beautiful.
Dang.
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That was … brilliantly insane, in a way only the Japanese really manage.
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Mew
“Who takes it? Whose tire cuisine reigns supreme????”
“Yes! They’re going for the ice cream machine!”
It’d be better with a monster truck.
I’d shake the hand of a man who drove a monster truck off a ski jump.
.. would it have to be connected to the rest of him?
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Mew
preferable, but not necessary. In the later case it would be more like a pilgrimage to a 1st order relic i.e.- the closest you can get to a saint plus the associative glory that comes with exposure.