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I can't find it.

You went to the wrong part of England then. Try taking that bike over Snake Pass. (A57 from Glossop to Sheffield - I drive this road 3x a day for 6 months - have a pic of it on my desk)

If he comes back later then deal with it later. Once someone has stopped attacking you and runs away* the confrontation is over. You cannot chase them down and kill them. runs away = distinctly different from "retreats to find better cover". If the guy runs out of the house and down the street then he's not looking for cover.

Agreed - if the homeowner chases the bad guy down the street and beat him to death then that's not a defensive situation any more. That's revenge. Still haven't heard a good full story yet - but it sounds like he was chased outside and beaten in the street. I would expect charges against the homeowner in that case.

No but their family can. Castle doctrine doesn't apply if you chase the guy down the street and exact revenge. Still, we don't know what happened in the case refrenced by the news report so I'm keeping an open mind.

If you chase him out into the street and beat his unconscious body to a jelly-like consistency then you're likely to get charged for it. Still, I'd like to hear why they say it was an assault, not a defensive situation.

You are being haunted by a doctor who is trying to cure your constipation.

http://www.10tv.com/content/stories/2012/01/16/columbus-man-found-alleged-burglary.html Lets see how this plays out. Part of me says eff yeah! But another part of mean is surprised by the wording of the story and wondering why they are calling it an assault. I wonder how far the homeowner went. The apparent suggestion is that he went way overboard.

Finishing up the grandfather stories... in 2000 my mother was sick and I flew home to England to be with her. She was in the ICU when I arrived, and was in a coma. 24 hours after I arrived the doctors said she had turned the corner, things were looking good, and that we should go home and get some rest. My brothers had kept a bedside vigil for 2 weeks and were ready to relax a little. Moments after we got home we got a call from my grandmother who told us that moments ago she clearly heard the voice of her late husband (same grandfather who "called" my mother and is "watching over" my youngest brother) saying; "Jean, it's time for Rose to come home." We reassured her that all was well and that she was fine, but Gran insisted we call the hospital. When I called the nurse told us "Everything is fine, she is looking great, and... oh... wait... " (I was put on hold for 5 minutes) "Something's just happened. The doctor says it's probably best if you all come in now." She waited long enough for us to all rush to the hospital visit her bedside in pairs, and died within minutes.

Remember back to the first story about the phone call that my mother said she recevied from my grandfather after he died... One of the things he told her was "I'll watch over your kids". She told me the phone call story years BEFORE this next story: We all moved to a small 3-bed house. My two younger brothers shared a small room on the top floor. My youngest brother used to tell us he got scared walking down the stairs because the thought someone was watching him from the top of the stairs. We all get that feeling sometimes, right? Well he came and told us that one time he got to the bottom of the stairs and turned around - and saw an old man standing at the top of the stairs. The man smiled at him, then turned and walked into my brother's bedroom, out of sight. He was majorly freaked out. We told him it was his imagination. HE described him a "An old man wearing a brown suit with a funny collar" He reported this several times over a couple of years. Nobody else felt or saw anything. Some time later we had friends visiting from Canada (husband and wife). They came to dinner at the house and my mother showed them round the house. When the 'tour' got to my youngest brother's bedroom at the top of the stairs the wife pointed to the empty corner of the room and said "Who is that?" She looked at the empty corner of the room for about a minute then said "He says he is the child's grandfather. He is attached to the youngest because he needs help the most. He is abut 60 and he's wearing a brown suit, white shirt with a victorian collar. He is protecting the boy." *Major freakout ensues* We had known these folks for a couple of weeks, and never told them the story before. "He needs help the most" = 3 years later, he had a craniopharyngioma (brain tumor) that left him with weeks to live. (see story prior "Your youngest will be close to death in his 10th year but will survive")

My dad was given 5 "fortunes" many years ago by an old woman who came to his store selling pegs. He didn't buy the pegs but gave her money still. She told him: 1) You will have four boys. (At the time he had two, and had two more five years later) 2) Your car is a safe car and will have no accidents, but the next car you get will be in an accident very soon. (No accidents in the car he had at the time. New car totalled a soon after he bought it - hit while parked by a car hydroplaning in heavy rain) 3) Your second son will hurt his back in a moving accident, but will recover. (I am the second son, and we hit head on at ~80 by a drunk driver. Suffered a few injuries but recovered from them all. 4) Your youngest will be close to death in his 10th year, but will survive. (Youngest brother had a brain tumor at age ten - bad enough that they weren't sure it was even worth operating. He was given less than 50/50 chance of surviving the operation. They did, he did, and he is still alive today 20 years later.) 5) After the first came true he wrote it down in a letter in his lawyer's safe, dated. He is a pathological skeptic and can't bring himself to believe that these event were foretold. He tells us that if the 5th fortune comes true then he'll have his lawyer to back him up that was truly foretold. He will not tell us the 5th fortune is so there not chance we could make it happen (consciously or subconsciously)

I had a pucker-factor moment myself this morning. On 36/37 (four lanes, two each direction, grass median) wanting to turn left. 55 limit but doing 45 because of the sporadic snow. Traction is pretty good. Wanted to turn left and I figured I'd better slow down early becuase the left-turn -lane was unplowed. I entered the left-turn lane and slowed to about 20. I tend to brake early when I know I have to come to a stop. When i got about 100' from the place I had to stop I braked a little more and the ABS started buzzing. I slid for about seemed to be about 200' (slowing from 20mph). I was about to give up onthe left turn and rejoin the empty straight lane, but I did finally get stopped. I know I could have let off the ABS a little and turned in to it, but then I'd be headed toward oncoming traffic and still be unable to stop. I'll have to see what the dashcam caught.

My grandfather always promised his young daughter (my mother) that when he died he would phone her from heaven and tell her what it was like. When he died my mom wame home on compassionate leave from the air force to attend the funeral and stay with her mother for a while. In the middle of the night the phone rang and my mother woke and answered it. She says it was her dad and he told her is was a big beautiful garden with lots of nice people and that he would always watch over her kids (we weren't born yet). She went back to bed. When she woke up in the morning she figured getting a call from her dad was a dream. Until she got chewed out by her mother at the breakfast table; "Who called you last night? I looked out in the hall and you were talking on the phone at 3am" (Told to me by my mother before she died. She hasn't called ME yet,but she never made such a promise to ME. I also asked my grandmother about this - she confirms that the phone rang and that my mother answered it and was talking on the phone at 3am the night after after the funeral. She does not believe that it was her husband calling from beyond, and suspects that the caller gave up / hung up before my mother answered and that my mother was sleepwalking, woken by the ringing)

Actually I'm surprised... The UK has extremely strict rules for cars (nationwide annual safety inspection, nationwide emissions testing etc) and Ohio allows cars on the road that would see you in jail in the UK. You're not allowed to drive around with accident damage that has sharp edges that would cut a pedestrian in a collision.. You cannot have rust near any structural elements of the car (seat belt mounts, etc) and they pull up the carpets to check every year. Engine mods can invalidate your insurance. Ohio is much more lax. As long as you pay your sticker and you're not in a e-check county you can drive anything on the road as lng as the cops don't pull you over. I hate it when I see cars dog-tracking down the road (where the front and rear tires don't line up, and the car leaves 4 ruts in the snow, not two) because of unrepaired frame damage.

That was one of them. It was in the UK.

Hah. When I was 11 the "internet" was called JANET. SMTP was in its infancy and only universities and military types could access it. We used dialup BBSs. On our 300/300 baud modems. Data flowed uphill both ways, in the snow.

The UK has a siminal wheel# rule. 3-wheel cars can be driven on a motorcycle license (although you have to pass your test on a 2-wheel motorcycle to get a motorcycle license) Quads can be licensed / plated /street legal in the UK. http://www.off-road.com/atv/feature/onroad-atvs-the-united-kingdom-has-it-made-13478.html

You can send a text from a computer.

Maybe. Funny thing is I actually removed the lift I had on. I'm back to stock height. It was a body lift just to clear the bigger tires. But as it turned out I never needed it. And it caused all manner of problems. Fan didn't line up with the shroud, ebrake lines didn't reach any more, fuel fuller didn't reach... Just a mess all round. I'd get a suspension lift but honestly I never had a problem in the offorading I was doing. For me the issue was ground clearance under the pumpkins or just deep mud. The only answer to both of those is bigger tires. The 8.8 axles don't like 37" tires, so if I want more ground clearance I'll go with military axles with drop-hubs.

'87. That crappy year withthe flange-mount hubs. :-P Gonna cost me $600 to get regular hubs. Gonna stick with these until they break.

AND I betcha he wound up making one for the girl's jock boyfriend. Geek is only shecksy to other geeks. If she doesn't understand the "10 kinds of people" shirt then kick her to the curb.

Betcha the guy who made the touchscreen STILL wound up in the friend zone.

I can understand that... My cousin has Spina Bifida. He spent his entire childhood on crutches and that sucker has STRONG arms. Like he could beat me arm wrestling when he was 10 and I was 15. When your primary means of moving your body is your arms, you get some strong arms. Not *big*, but real honest-to-goodness STRONG.

His report created a crime that did not happen. He said in his report that HE "found the gun while patting down" Bartlett - BEFORE he was notified. Even ignoring the two attempst to notify that were stifled by Harless, the still video proves that Harless became aware of the gun when Bartlett gave him the CHL and was asked; "Do you have a gun?" That should be grounds for some kind fo criminal case...

You would have to file a small claims action where HE lives. Good luck making that economical, unless it's in the same county.