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I love this kit. Great work, Aaron. Good choice on the color. The technique you used on the pipes is convincing.

I'm liking this one, Steve. The upholstery looks dead on.

Also, check out art supply stores which have a section for architectural modeling. There's a Dick Blick Art Materials store in Tempe and it carries Plastruct products which are just as good as Evergreen.

Depends on what you're building. Are you planning to use "U" channels, rectangular tube or plain old vanilla chunks of styrene bar stock for the rails?

5/16" equals .3125". .08" equals 2/25" or 2 mm.

There's a company in Colorado that can help them with server issues.

Quick and dirty: get some thin copper wire, place the end in the jaws of box pliers, squeeze the end and trim to desired length.

If those are glass bottles, aren't the contents "Under Glass"?

I have 40+ year old tins of Humbrol and 35+ year old tins of Revell Color enamels. With the exception of exactly three tins between the two brands, all of them are still good to go. The same with older cans (some are almost 35 years old) of Testors spray paints. They still spray like new. These spray cans appear to be constructed from a heavier gauge of steel when compared to recent offerings. This might have something to do with leakage from the newer cans. The seam on the thinner walled cans doesn't crimp tight enough to prevent the pressurized contents from leaching out.

Like AC mentioned, Humbrol Enamels are great. You can hand brush them because they have excellent coverage and self-level nicely to minimize brushstrokes. Humbrol enamels and acrylic paints are readily available in more than a few shops here. Revell Germany's Revell Color enamels are also good paints. Unfortunately, they aren't available stateside. You can order them from European shops although there are restrictions on shipping volatile materials. That said, there are shops which will ship them. Depending on the country, it's hit or miss if the paints aren't snagged by postal inspectors. You can always ask the proprietor before ordering.

Well, Testors Model Master paints (enamel and Acryl) were reformulated late in the last century . The enamels are now "Lead Free" and environmentally friendly. Isn't that special? That means they ain't what they used to be. The enamels are thinner in viscosity and don't cover as well when hand brushed.

That don't look like no barrycuda. That there's a catfish.

Stop making sense (gratuitous Talking Heads reference). Using a phone to send what amounts to a letter is a pretty stupid use of what is supposed to be a mobile voice communication device. It takes longer to type out a text message than it would just calling the stronzo in the first place. Texting is why a lot Millennial yoots have zero social skills. This isn't a blanket generalization, it's a fact. No personal interaction required. Take away their phones and they're as articulate as a department store mannequin. Ever notice that people who walk along with their heads buried in their phones while texting think they have some type of Star Trek-like deflector shield surrounding them and you are supposed to watch where they are going? I'm a two legged Death Star and they find out really fast when attempting to walk through me. Allegedly irresistible force, meet unequivocally immovable object. Going back to why more young people aren't entering this hobby, three words: short attention spans. Model building requires one to focus his attention on the task at hand for extended periods longer than the present 8 seconds possessed by Millennials today. That's one second less than that of a goldfish. I see it every day on the subway or on the bus. A toilet plunger shaped, bedbug incubating beardo gets on and the first thing he does is pull out his iCrap toy and starts thumbing the screen in order to check whether anyone mentioned him within the last 1 1/2 minutes. He can't sit still for his two stop, three minute ride without scrolling the screen every twenty seconds. Dude, you're not that important to warrant such attention starved behavior. Don't skip your Ritalin dosage before leaving home. If elected president, I'll sign an executive order to make selfies punishable under U.S.C. Title 18, Part II, Chapter 228.* *Don't anybody get yer shorts bunched up. I'm kidding. Life without parole is plenty good enough. P.S. I would like to thank all of you who have contributed to derailing this thread and making it a thoroughly enjoyable trainwreck. Seriously. Now, what were we talking about?

Technology is great. Total dependence on it isn't. The Millennials will be in a world of major butthurt if some nation(s), who shall remain nameless , decide to detonate a nuclear device in the atmosphere over this here country and cause an EMP which will literally fry the innards of every piece of unshielded electronic equipment. No smart phones, no internet, no GPS and no fancy-schmancy, aerodynamically designed, look-a-like Silly Putty eggs with sunroofs. I'll wave at all the lost and helpless yoots as I pass by in my 1967 Coupe de Ville.

I just take a pair of pliers with the cutters on the back and squeeze them hard enough to score heavy piano wire. Then, I bend the wire at the scored area until it snaps off and use a sharpening steel to smooth down the break. Works for me.

The one at the bottom has better off-road handling, especially in water.

I understand that there's a smoke signal texting app available. Speaking of which, why should I pay an extra 50-100 bucks in order to get a cigarette lighter and ashtrays in a new car? Oh yeah......that's right...... smoking is hazardous to my health and could distract my attention from driving safely. Not nearly as hazardous as the brain dead momo who is doing 65 on the Interstate while he/she is texting on the iCrap device plugged into the DC outlet which replaced the lighter.

Your write. Never use a pencil to fill out an application or form. Printing your name in a slant doesn't qualify as a signature, either. If you sign your name in Box 1 (Print Name), tear up the application, walk out and start walking dogs. As a rule, dogs aren't sticklers about spelling and grammar.

Bada-bing, Bada-boom. We have a winner!

As Perry Mason would say, your argument is irrelevant, incompetent, immaterial and specious. What does somebody's perceived attitude have to do with getting "more young people" into this hobby? Absolutely nothing. If attitude was a prevailing factor as to whether one chooses to take up hobbies or do anything else, like driving a car, for instance, there wouldn't be any people doing anything. People choose to do what they do, or not, because it interests them, not because they were dissuaded by another's "attitude". Kids today aren't interested in this hobby because they have shorter attention spans which is the result of substitutes like video gaming. They have no interest in protracted endeavors. They are interested in instant gratification, something that you don't get assembling a model. Learn to think and decide for yourself and don't base your decisions on other people's attitude. Otherwise, you're nothing but a tool.

Heh, I'm neither myopic nor old. I just know what looks good.

I gotta deal with these wastes of oxygen daily ever since they transformed my post-industrial wasteland neighborhood of Greenpernt, Brooklyn into America's newest theme park. It might have been a post-industrial wasteland; but, it was my post-industrial wasteland. Guys like this one dressed up like 19th century newspaper boys and riding around on Penny Farthings who think "kewl" is listening to indie bands nobody ever heard of and hanging out with their pasty-skinned girlfriends Stephonica, Zoe and Cankleen, while discussing (interspersed with at least 5 "Like, Yah's per sentence spoken) the latest topic of importance: the $18 locally sourced, fair trade, curated handcrafted kale and egg sandwich washed down with a $10 latte from Cafe Rudin. For those of you with Facebook accounts, you might appreciate the following exchange. Talk about clueless. For those not familiar with the term, check Urban Dictionary for the definition of "Coney Island Whitefish".

A large percentage of people comprising the under 30 demographic in today's world are shallow, low information, technology addicted, narcissistic me-monkeys who couldn't find New Jersey on a map or tell you who won the Revolutionary War. Asking them to notice any differences between cars is beyond their synaptic resources.

End of story.

Cars are like candy bars. The price goes up and you get a smaller product in the package. I'm a big dude who was recently awarded my own zip code and, I gotta tell you, I find that cars of recent vintage are uncomfortable as a passenger and driver. I feel like the oversized driver figure stuffed into the cockpit of a slot car. They might design them with a higher roof line; but, my cranium still scrapes the headliner. More of my two cents, I wish that floor shifts in auto tranny-equipped cars would disappear and column shifts were brought back. Not everything with wheels needs bucket seats and floor shifts so one could pretend he's Goggles Paisano while moving at 12 M.P.H. on the Long Island Expressway during rush hour. I actually liked my 1986 Ford Taurus Robocopmobile with the split front bench seat. I could nod off comfortably while spending seven and a half hours looking for a parking spot.