Aces High Bulletin Board
General Forums => The O' Club => Topic started by: Chalenge on May 31, 2009, 11:39:53 AM
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A2A Simulations is doing the Accusim version of the fortress now and so they went on a flight with the Yankee Air Museum. Now this is the way to record game sounds! You can pick out the difference in resonance of the airframe as the camera moves around the plane and even the brakes as the plane slows and turns for parking.
http://www.youtube.com/v/m_1W9o-E3dA&hl=en&fs=1
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That'a a cool video. :aok
999000 would have died watching this. :O
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The sounds of those R-1820s..... Floods of memories for me.
My regards,
Widewing
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I wonder if that kid understands how lucky he is.
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I wonder if that kid understands how lucky he is.
He most likely doesn't know. But regardless of that, this video is amazing. Would die just to go back in time to 1940 to visit my dead great uncle and fight along side him and watch those beautiful silver aircraft fly above and bomb down on the enemy. What a sight that would be...
-FYB
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I know these two personally (Pilot, Co-Pilot) as I volunteer in Restorations at the Yankee Air Museum and touch this bird every time I go there.
I can also GUARANTEE you that kid knows damn well "How lucky he is." Rides in this bird are around $400 for a 45 minute flight. They didn't fly for free.
This is the usual flightpath up and down the Detroit River by the looks of it.
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He most likely doesn't know. But regardless of that, this video is amazing. Would die just to go back in time to 1940 to visit my dead great uncle and fight along side him and watch those beautiful silver aircraft fly above and bomb down on the enemy. What a sight that would be...
-FYB
Check yourself, war is not beautiful especially when those bombs largely hit civillian targets. That kind of stuff is considered a warcrime these days - just a reminder.
There's nostalgia yes and the planes are beautiful but romantisizing real bombing missions where people die is something coming out of a rectum.
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I know the sounds of those Cyclones well. I see the Yankee Air Museums' B-17, the "Yankee Lady," droning past my house at least once a month, at least once every six weeks. Even when I'm on the road a good distance from home, I'll stop what I'm doing and excitedly point her out like a total dweeb to anybody I am in proximity with.
"GUYS GUYS THAT'S THE B-17 THE YANKEE LADY GUYS LOOK"
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Captain Jakey knows exactly how lucky he is. Listen to his excitement in the J-3 Cub video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mx6l7GMc2Ow
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Here's my little guy with the Yankee Lady-
(http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c80/skilless/PICT0103.jpg)
Firing them up. I really was that close-
(http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c80/skilless/PICT0101.jpg)
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i coulsnt watch the whole thing....makes me wanna go flying...
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Captain Jakey knows exactly how lucky he is. Listen to his excitement in the J-3 Cub video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mx6l7GMc2Ow
Brings back fond memory's. Back in the early 70's a friend and myself purchased a `47 J3 from a person in Norwood Ma. poor guy was going thru a divorce and to add insult to injury the plane (J3) was tossed into a tree during a very nasty T. storm. Long story short: purchased the cub for $800.00, removed the wings, stuffed it into a U-Haul, took it to hangar and over the course of several months replaced a wing strut, prop, "topped" the engine (C-65) recovered the entire airframe with seconite (sp) fabric, fresh paint (Arctic white) had our friend (who happened to be a licensed A&E) annual the baby and subsequently logged a tad over 400 hrs in it.
Ain't nothing like flying with the "clam shell" doors open on a hot summer day...hummin along @ 80 + - indicated, and watching the vehicles on the thruway pass you up. :) :cool:
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Theres always the ultimate in 'bugs in your teeth' moments:
(http://i447.photobucket.com/albums/qq197/Chalenge08/FairWeatherFlying.jpg)
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The sounds of those R-1820s..... Floods of memories for me.
Me too. Most of them involve getting done flying at nine p.m. then working on them until midnight or 2 a.m swapping out a jug or pulling a 100 hour getting ready to go back to work early the next day. All of them involve copious amounts of black oil constantly attempting to liberate itself through myriad paths. One of them involves being suspended 7 ft in the air when the sucker snatched me right off the ground doing a compression check. I thank 6 lb. 8 oz. tiny Baby Jesus every morning when I get up and realize I don't have to deal with them any more.
It is a cool video though.