To be honest. Nothing. I was cruising along fairly well when disaster struck. I was putting on the outside of the turrent when the pressures popped parts off the base in various places. So many I could not put it back together. Many hours of work down the drain. I had to break it apart to start all over which I haven’t done. So I pause, gather my will once again and see if this time I don’t mess it up.
On to past glories.
Past Builds
The Tiger II was a German heavy tank of the Second World War. The final official German designation was Panzerkampfwagen Tiger Ausf. B, often shortened to Tiger B. The ordnance inventory designation was Sd.Kfz. 182. (Sd.Kfz. 267 and 268 for command vehicles). It was also known informally as the Königstiger (German for Bengal tiger and also, literally, “King Tiger”). Contemporaneous Allied soldiers usually called it the King Tiger or Royal Tiger.
The Tiger II was the successor to the Tiger I, combining the latter’s thick armour with the armour sloping used on the Panther medium tank. The tank weighed almost 70 tonnes, and was protected by 100 to 185 mm (3.9 to 7.3 in) of armour to the front. It was armed with the long barrelled 8.8 cm KwK 43 L/71 anti-tank cannon. The chassis was also the basis for the Jagdtiger turretless Jagdpanzer anti-tank vehicle.
The Tiger II was issued to heavy tank battalions of the Army and the Waffen-SS. It was first used in combat by 503rd Heavy Panzer Battalion during the Allied invasion of Normandy on 11 July 1944; on the Eastern Front, the first unit to be outfitted with the Tiger II was the 501st Heavy Panzer Battalion, which by 1 September 1944 listed 25 Tiger IIs operational.
That’s why I always play with Rockem Sockem Robots and not much else. The only pressure pops are the Robot’s head when I, Robot, punches him in his big square head.
What’s Walrus building? Looks like a schnitzengrubenpanzerwagen to me.
I can plainly see what he’s building. I’m wondering what he feels the need to compensate for?
I’ll wager the interns will never tell, either.
Now, Sniper, you well know if you’ve got lots of testosterone, it manifests itself in many ways.
Read Shakespeare’s Crispin’s Day… any Man taking that many interns to Vegas does not lack Testosterone… and it was only an innocent joke by a jealous observer. He does fine work.
I remember the Henry V St. Crispin’s Day speech — I don’t see the connection.
Heh…
Just saw this on FreeRepublic:
I hate prebuilt ones.