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So what’s your guys opinion on a game starring different makes of Aircraft?
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nelc · 11 months
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What an airshow!
Edit: Once, We Ruled the Skies by Paul Couper
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apoorconductor · 9 months
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Twice the speed of sound. Twice the speed of sun. Landlubbers, aviators, and air fanatics, welcome aboard Aerospatiale/BAC Concorde.
Because I have space to bloviate on Tumblr, here are all the shaders I used in order!: Oceano Shaders v3.0.1 - postcard BSL Shaders v8.2.04 - side profile Sildur's Vibrant Shaders (Medium) v1.51 - top profile Kappa Shader v5.2 - nighttime takeoff Nostalgia v5.0 - rear bottom angle Nostalgia - passenger cabin, Mach meter Solas v1.5b - flight engineer's cockpit compartment Voxlementary Main - flyover shot approaching Soft Voxels Lite v2.0 - rear profile Nostalgia - rear top angle Kappa - flyover shot departing
Had great fun with this build, I got to stretch some very old airplane-building muscles! New TTTT entry will be posted next week.
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dronescapesvideos · 8 months
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Flying At Mach 2. The Concorde Story, An Engineering Marvel
VIDEO ➤➤ https://youtu.be/FGVEKstDeJw
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Concorde landing, at Filton Airfield, Bristol, England.
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weehughie · 1 year
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Got to love a perfectly placed puddle… • • #gbbdg #concorde #supersonic #airtravel #style #icon #concord #reheat #britishairways #airfrance #aerospatiale #bac #britishaircraftcorporation #brooklandsmuseum #puddle #puddlegram #brooklands #museum #aviation #mach2 #flying #history #aviationhistory #reflection #puddlereflection #bluesky #autumn #lovethis (at Brooklands Museum) https://www.instagram.com/p/Clia_48oEnA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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bookloversofbath · 2 years
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Take Flight: Celebrating Aviation in the West of England Since 1910 :: Andrew Kelly & Melanie Kelly
Take Flight: Celebrating Aviation in the West of England Since 1910 :: Andrew Kelly & Melanie Kelly
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bigglesworld · 2 years
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BAC Concorde. On a wet tarmac at Heathrow Airport
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flavinbagel · 2 months
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30th June, 1973 - BAC Aérospatiale Concorde 001 F-WTSS as it flies from the Canary Islands to Chad chasing the Path of Totality of a solar eclipse at supersonic speed.
More details about this image under break.
F-WTSS, unit 001, was the first of two prototype models built, and was the first Concorde ever to fly on 2nd March 1969. Though its components differed significantly from those of production Concordes and it never saw commercial service, F-WTSS enjoyed sporadic operation in the early 70s for various high speed and high altitude scientific testing.
One such scientific mission occurred in 1973 during a total solar eclipse over the equatorial Atlantic and Saharan Africa. The airframe was modified to include four portholes in the ceiling, enabling scientists onboard to observe and record the total eclipse, which from the ground would last a crazy long seven minutes. With its cruising speed of 202% the speed of sound (about 1,400mph/2,250kph), the Concorde could happily chase the moon's shadow across the surface of the earth, enabling its occupants to experience an unprecedented 74 minutes of totality.
Additionally, from the jet's crusing altitude of 60,000 ft above sea level, the clarity of the eclipse was unlike any experienced before. Combined with the extended time, this flight provided more scientific data on solar activity than any single solar eclipse could have previously. And here, in this photo, most likely taken through a telescope by Arthur Gibson, such a special event was captured at an absolutely precisely perfect moment, with the mighty jet passing just over the "diamond ring" at the very edge of the totality.
No Concorde has flown since 2003. Unit 001, F-WTSS, now sits in a museum in Bourget, France, still outfitted with its eclipse-viewing portholes. No aircraft flying today has the availability or the onboard space to host a scientific venture while keeping up with an eclipse, as the few fast enough are all military with very small crew spaces and "better" things to do than conduct civillian science. No civilian jet today flies this fast, or this high, and it's not even close. That's why this photo feels so incredibly important to me: not only is it a one-in-a-million snap of a rare event, it's also a great shot of something that will never happen again.
(At least not any time soon.)
Image is as featured in The Smithsonian Book of Flight, Walter J. Boyne, published 1987 by Smithsonian Books, p. 231. Photographed by Arthur Gibson.
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Round 1 Poll 28: the Concorde from Aérospatiale/BAC vs Gnash from Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles Ring of Fates
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Propaganda under the cut:
The Concorde
It's a plane. The BEST plane. It has a moving nose, so sometimes it's got a drooping snout. It's one of the only supersonic commercial planes out there (there is only 1 other!) and can cruise at MACH 2! It's a thing of beauty, if I was rich I would love to be on one. Honestly, if it wasn't retired, I'd love to watch one take off.
Gnash
MY FERRAL AUTISM BOY!!! He talks to animals! I wanna squeeze him! I wanna use his double jump to sequence break and attempt to jump out of the map! He's cute and I used to kinda have a crush* on him (when I was 12. fuck that's 10 years ago shit fuck i'm old now) and if fictional characters aged with the passage of time I still would have a crush* on him now. He's still my cute scrunkly with sequence break potential and I have a crush* on an imaginary idea of what Gnash would be like as an adult because he kickstarted my love of fictional androgynous guys, and some of my FNAF AU/OC characters share some of his traits. *FYI I only have a vague idea of what a crush is. It's someone you find BOTH aesthetically cute AND you think you'd have a nice relationship with them, right? And people can pick their crushes, right? You think "hu, that fictional character is cute and a relationship with them may be sweet" and then you go through the "do I want to have a crush on this character" and if you select yes, that's getting a crush works, right? (Gnash will always tick the cute box but the latter box wouldn't work unless I was magically 15 again)
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aviaposter · 1 year
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Aérospatiale / BAC Concorde Air France
Registration: F-BVFC Type: Concorde 101 Engines: 4 × Olympus 593 Mk 610 Serial Number: 209 First flight: Jul 9, 1976
Air France, stylised as AIRFRANCE, is the flag carrier of France headquartered in Tremblay-en-France. It is a founding member of the SkyTeam global airline alliance. The airline's global hub is at Charles de Gaulle Airport. Air France's corporate headquarters, previously in Montparnasse, Paris, are located on the grounds of Charles de Gaulle Airport, north of Paris. Air France was formed on 7 October 1933. On 21 January 1976, Air France operated its inaugural supersonic transport (SST) service on the Paris to Rio (via Dakar) route. Supersonic services from Paris to Washington Dulles International Airport began on 24 May 1976. Service to New York (JFK) – the only remaining Concorde service until its end – commenced on 22 November 1977. Paris to New York was flown in 3 hours 23 minutes, at about twice the speed of sound. Air France became one of only two airlines to regularly operate supersonic services, and continued daily transatlantic Concorde service until late May 2003.
Poster for Aviators. aviaposter.com
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airmanisr · 1 year
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DSC_2181 - BAC/Aérospatiale Concorde 002, G-BSST, Fleet Air Arm Museum, RNAS Yeovilton, 11th April 2022.
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DSC_2181 - BAC/Aérospatiale Concorde 002, G-BSST, Fleet Air Arm Museum, RNAS Yeovilton, 11th April 2022. by Martin Laycock
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maquinasymas · 2 years
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Está considerado como un icono de la aviación y una maravilla de la ingeniería. Se construyeron un total de 20 aviones entre Francia y Reino Unido, seis de ellos prototipos y de prueba. Siete fueron entregados a Air France y otros siete a British Airways. Su nombre «Concorde», proviene de la unión y colaboración de Francia y el Reino Unido en el desarrollo y fabricación del aparato, que consistió en una gran inversión económica para las empresas BAC y Aérospatiale.4​ Además, los gobiernos francés y británico habían dado generosas subvenciones a British Airways y Air France para el desarrollo y adquisición del aparato.
#airplanes #mundodeaviacion #aviones #aircraft
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jimbleswrites · 3 months
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Nora, the Sole Survivor
Chapter 6: Sanctuary, Rebuilt
The walk back to Sanctuary was more lively than my initial walk. Between Preston and Sturges talking to each other about the long trip and Marcy and Jun tending to Mama Murphy, there was a source of chatter the whole trip. The dog even followed us back, although no one knew if he was a stray or not. Even Moe and I had a talk about some of the things I hadn’t been sure of. It turns out ghouls weren’t the only new species of human, there was another race of ‘super mutants’ that evolved somehow. They were very aggressive, not very smart, and constantly attacked settlements, looking for ‘green stuff’, whatever that meant.
Diamond City, on the other hand, was a large city in the heart of old downtown. Apparently the biggest in the Commonwealth and one of the oldest still surviving. Moe talked about it with scorn, but I thought back to what Mama Murphy had said about ‘a neon heart in a big city’. Maybe Diamond City was the big city she meant? I decided to help the group settle, and maybe Mama Murphy would be able to clarify once she woke up.
We walked past the red rocket station as we walked, with night falling just as we hit the bridge before Sanctuary proper. Preston finally broke off from Sturges, coming up to join Moe and I in the front. “So this is it. Hopefully no one has set up camp here.” Preston looked forward, the wood creaking as we started to cross.
“Yeah, the neighbors are terrible. An ornery old robot and a human ice cube.” Moe laughed as he punched my arm.
I laughed with him. “Yeah, I’ve lived here for a while. But you’re free to set up home wherever works best for you.” I explained to Preston, who seemed confused.
“I thought no one had set up here past Concord. Guess our intel was wrong.” Preston mused. Codsworth was hovering around, trimming hedges until he noticed us.
He waved as we got closer. “Good evening, Nora! You’ve found some friends out there!” His voice was as chipper as ever.
“These people are looking for a new place to settle. Codsworth, I don’t suppose you can help them get set up for tonight?” I asked.
“Of course, ma’am. Please let me help!” He rushed off, coming back with some sleeping bags and guiding the group towards the house across from mine.
We set up sleeping bags and mattresses where we could, and everyone got a little food from Codsworth’s stash. All of them were tired from the day and decided to sleep for the night. Soon it was just Moe, Codsworth, and I sitting on a curb outside in the chilly night air.
“It will be lovely to have people here again after so many years!” Codsworth cheered. “But I do hope your quest was successful in finding more information about Shaun, Nora.”
“It was… something.” I sighed. “The world is so different now.” I looked over to Moe. “About Mama Murphy, are psychics a common thing now?” Mama Murphy’s words kept rattling around in my mind.
Moe shrugged. “The radiation has done a lot since you got frozen. Plenty of unexplainable things happen all over. I mean, I shouldn’t even be alive. I wouldn’t worry too much about some old lady muttering random words though.” He yawned through the sentence. “Get some sleep, and you can figure out the rest tomorrow.” He patted my shoulder as he got up, walking back into the guest home.
Codsworth’s eyes whirred as he watched Moe walk away. “That ghoul seems oddly familiar.”
I chuckled to myself. I looked up at Codsworth. Him and Moe were the last ties to the pre-war world I knew. “Codsworth… are you going to be ok if I take a longer trip?”
Codsworth nodded, his center eye moving while the others kept watch. “You’ll find that I can deal with these guests with the best of them, ma’am.”
“No, I mean… I have to go find Shaun. And I may not be back for a long time…” I spoke slowly, processing the full extent of the trip I was planning to take.
“You've no idea the horror these past two centuries have wrought.” Codsworth suddenly interrupted. I looked up at him, all his eyes staring back into mine. “The initial destruction, not knowing if you and your family were all right. It was a relief just to find the entrance intact!”
I teared up a little. “I'm so sorry, Codsworth. It was so sudden. Not even time for goodbyes.”
“I understood completely. Family safety first above all else.” Codsworth continued. “And yes, while it was hard at first, I was able to eventually move on. At first it was work, busying myself day and night, and believe me, there was plenty of it.” He gestured to the trimmed dead hedges of the suburb. “But eventually, the work became light chores. What truly saved me was my memories. Memories of you and the hubby, and young Shaun. Of your love and kindness.” His voice changed from his neutral tone to a softer joyful one. “I soldiered on, fueled by hope that one day, if not you and the husband, that Shaun, or perhaps Shaun's children would one day emerge.”
“You don't regret it? All the waiting?” My tears flowed as I spoke. I couldn’t imagine the wait of 200 years, and the idea that Codsworth stayed here the whole time, with only a vague premise that maybe someday someone would come out of the vault made me feel terrible.
“Never! If you ask me, it was worth it. All 200 years!” Codsworth sounded happy, and gently put his claw on my shoulder. “I just wanted you to know how much I consider you family. I may be a mere robot to some, but I do hope you've come to see me as more.”
“I consider you to be family, too, Codsworth.” I cried. “That’s why I… I…”
“You don't have to say anything, mum. I just... felt you should know what you've come to mean to me. So you can imagine the distress I felt when the bombs fell, after you fled to the Vault. And when you returned, I was overjoyed! I admit I ran a full diagnostics scan just to make sure I wasn't malfunctioning.” His tone was serious and concerned. “But the news. The news of Nate and Shaun. Believe me when I say, it takes a true hero to live through that.”
“I'm no hero, Codsworth. Believe me.” I thought back to the raiders I killed. The absolute violence that this world needed of me. 
“In such a bleak world as this, think of all you've witnessed, and all you've done. But you, Nora, you have remained the very model of what humanity should aspire to be.”
I looked at the guest house. There were a group of people there that I helped today. They may have died if I wasn’t there. I wouldn’t call myself a hero, but maybe I did some real good today.
“You don’t want to leave, but Shaun won’t find himself out there.” Codsworth spoke. “I have the utmost faith you will find him out there. I will do my best to take care of our guests, and you are welcome to come back whenever you need.”
I hugged Codsworth, awkwardly wrapping my arms around his waist. There was a pause, then Codsworth put his claw on my back. “I’ll stay here for a few days to help them settle in, but thank you. For everything.”
“Of course, ma’am.” Codsworth replied. We stayed out for a while, watching the stars from the ruined curb, enjoying each other’s company.
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The next few days were busy ones. I offered to help the group set up, and they had some big plans to make this place a home. Today was all gardening, expanding from the two mutfruit trees Codsworth had to several different types of flora. Corn, razorgrain, tatos, carrots, and melons from the group's pack were planted into the ground, and slowly we built a full garden in the backyard of the guest house. Most of the flora I saw was a little off but alright, but the tatos really weirded me out. The outside was like a tomato, but the inside was brown and starchy like a potato. No one really seemed to like them, but they grew very quickly so nearly all farms in the commonwealth had them growing.
After that, it was all about building a water purifier. Sanctuary already had a river nearby, so Sturges came up with the idea of building a purifier on the river itself to save space. We managed to gather enough raw materials to build it, and I found myself and Moe connecting pipes while the others worked on the water tank and supports.
“Any thoughts on what’s next, Nora?” Moe asked while threading on some nuts on the bracket.
“Well, I was hoping to get Mama Murphy to clarify what she meant.” I looked over to Mama Murphy, sitting on a chair overlooking the river. The dog laid at her feet, watching the people working. “But she hasn’t really said anything.”
“I mean, Diamond City is the biggest place around. I think that’s probably the only place that fits ‘a big city’ around here.” Moe explained.
“I think so too. Probably set up everyone tonight and head out tomorrow morning.” I agreed.
“We should stop by Concord again too. See what’s left over that we can take with us.” Moe added.
I couldn’t say that I was comfortable looting bodies yet, but Moe was right. We’d need more ammo and more armor wouldn’t hurt either. “Yeah, and I’m sure that any larger stuff could get lugged back here.”
“Glad to see we think alike.” Preston interjected. He sat down next to me. “Just came by to thank you two for helping us again.”
“You’re welcome.” I remembered something. “I wanted to ask a favor, as long as you’re all settling in here.” I pointed over to Codsworth, who was cutting metal with his buzzsaw for the water tank. “Codsworth means a lot to me, and if you could just watch over him while I’m away.”
“Of course. He’s been a great help since we got here.” Preston smiled. “How long has he been here?”
I remembered getting Codsworth from the store with Nate a couple months after Shaun was born. “He’s been here since the bombs dropped.”
“Really?” Preston narrowed his eyes. “I don’t mean to pry, but he was talking about you earlier and mentioned you before the war. Did you mess with his memory at all?” He laughed as he continued. “I mean, obviously you weren’t around before the war.”
Moe flashed me a smirk. I sighed. “No, he’s right. I bought Codsworth before the war. I lived over there, a long time ago.”
Preston laughed again, then paused on seeing my face. “Come on, I mean, you’re not a ghoul or anything. There’s no way you’re pre-war.”
“I was frozen in a vault until a few days ago.” I stated.
“Nearly 200 years on ice.” Moe added.
Preston looked in awe. “I… That explains why you looked so confused when we talked. And why you were so comfortable around a pre-war ghoul.”
“Hey, be nice.” Moe snarked.
“It’s been a transition for sure.” I shrugged. “But I feel like I’m finally getting a grip on how things work.”
“You said you were going away. What’s out there you need to find?” Preston asked.
“My son. He was taken away and I need to find out what happened.”
“Wow, that’s a lot.” There was a pause. “Listen, not to add on to your journey, but could you do me a favor?”
“Depends.” Moe responded. I looked at Preston for more information.
“Just past Concord, there’s a little shop in a Drumlin Diner. I got a call for help for the minutemen. No specific details, just needing help. Thing is, no one has responded yet. I think I might actually be the last minuteman, and I can’t abandon these guys while they still need help. Would you be willing to stop by and help?”
“The diner next to the drive-in?” Moe asked. Preston nodded. Moe put a finger to his chin in thought. “It’s on the way, but the boss will have to decide.”
“Of course we can.” I nodded.
Preston sighed in relief. “Thank you. Trust me, I’ll be back on the grind after they’re all settled here.” He clapped my back as he walked back to the others.
“Boss, huh? That’s a fun title.” I teased Moe.
“Hey, you technically pay me to watch your back.” Moe countered. “Now, hurry up with those, looks like they’re ready to set up.”
I looked over to see them moving things towards the river. Moe and I grabbed our supports and walked down to join them. Despite the non-stop labor today, It was the best I had felt since I was unfrozen. We managed to get the purifier set and running, so food and water were set. I told the group that afternoon that we were heading out, and they gave Moe and I the spare rations they had in thanks for all our help. 
I was packing my bag for the trip when the dog came up and barked. I tried to pet him only for him to knock my hand away and look towards the river. I looked to see Mama Murphy still watching the running water. The dog wanted me to check on her, I guess? I walked down, eventually standing to her. She was still watching the water, wrapped in a blanket.
“Hey, Mama Murphy.” I crouched down next to her chair. “The dog wanted me to check on you.”
“Dogmeat.” Mama Murphy whispered. It was the first time she had spoken since she talked to me at the museum.
I looked at the dog, curled in Mama Murphy’s legs. I guess Dogmeat is what she named him.
“Right, Dogmeat. Are you feeling better now?” I asked.
Her voice was soft, like she still felt weak. “The Sight really knocks me out. But I need to tell you more about the journey.” She whispered.
“Please, tell me what you know.” I wanted all the info she could offer me.
“Diamond City holds answers, but they're locked tight.” Her eyes opened wide, suddenly talking at a louder voice. “You ask them what they know, but people's hearts are chained up with fear and suspicion. But you find it. You find that heart that's gonna lead you to your boy. Oh, it's... it's bright. So bright against the dark alleys it walks.” Her eyes shut, her voice lowered as she continued. “That's... that's what you need to do, kid. Follow the signs to the bright heart.”
She began snoring softly, apparently tired from her Sight. I sat on the ground next to her. Dogmeat moved from Mama Murphy to my side, lying next to me. I pet Dogmeat as we watched the water moving, feeling better than ever about my journey ahead. 
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nocternalrandomness · 2 years
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Aérospatiale/BAC Concorde Supersonic Airliner
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