The Hyper has always had one of the top flowing designs, at the expense of a more polarizing aesthetic style of twin can.
Yes, regarding the headers, that's been a huge issue, right? The original Stillen headers were decent at the time, but with only poor quality copy rip-offs only existing these days it's no wonder people have lost faith in the performance benefit of them. We need a new design that has been properly researched and engineered to help extract a bit more from this engine. Interestingly enough, I've never seen a longtube style available for this car w/ it's own mid-pipe cat/de-cat section. I guess the shorty designs are more popular to adapt to already owned cat/decat sections.
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protoj ·
Long winded but worth a read. Well it made me chuckle :D
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Actual letter of resignation from an employee at Zantex Computers,
USA, to her boss, who apparently resigned very soon afterwards!
Dear Mr. Baker,
As a graduate of an institution of higher education, I have a few
Very basic expectations. Chief among these is that my direct superiors
Have an intellect that ranges above the common ground squirrel. After
Your consistent and annoying harassment of my coworkers and me during the
commission of our duties, I can only surmise that you are one of the
few true genetic wastes of our time.
Asking me, a network administrator, to explain every little nuance
Of everything I do each time you happen to stroll into my office is not only a
waste of time, but also a waste of precious oxygen. I was hired because I
know how to network computer systems, and you were apparently
hired to provide amusement to myself and other employees, who watch
you vainly attempt to understand the concept of "cut and paste" for the
hundredth time.
You will never understand computers. Something as incredibly simple
As binary still gives you too many options. You will also never understand
why people hate you, but I am going to try and explain it to you, even
though I am sure this will be just as effective as telling you what an
IP is. Your shiny new iMac has more personality than you ever will.
You walk around the building all day, shiftlessly looking for fault in
others. You have a sharp dressed useless look about you that may
have worked for your interview, but now that you actually have responsibility,
you pawn it off on overworked staff, hoping their talent will cover for your
glaring ineptitude. In a world of managerial evolution, you are the
blue-green algae that everyone else eats and laughs at. Managers like you
are a sad proof of the Dilbert principle.
Since this situation is unlikely to change without you getting a
Full frontal lobotomy reversal, I am forced to tender my resignation, however
I have a few parting thoughts.
1. When someone calls you in reference to employment, it is illegal
for you to give me a bad recommendation. The most you can say to hurt me
is "I prefer not to comment." I will have friends randomly call you over
the next couple of years to keep you honest, because I know you would
be unable to do it on your own.
2. I have all the passwords to every account on the system, and I
know every password you have used for the last five years. If you decide
to get cute, I am going to publish your "favorites list", which I conveniently
saved when you made me "back up" your useless files. I do
believe that terms like "Lolita" are not usually viewed favorably by
the administration.
3. When you borrowed the digital camera to "take pictures of your Mother's
birthday," you neglected to mention that you were going to
take pictures of yourself in the mirror nude. Then you forgot to erase
them like the techno-moron you really are. Suffice it to say I have never seen
such odd acts with a sauce bottle, but I assure you that those
have been copied and kept in safe places pending the authoring of a glowing
letter of recommendation. (Try to use a spell check please; I hate having
to correct your mistakes.)
Thank you for your time, and I expect the letter of recommendation
On my desk by 8:00 am tomorrow. One word of this to anybody, and all of your
little twisted repugnant obsessions will be open to the public. Never f***
with your systems administrator. Why? Because they know what you do with
all that free time!
Wishing you a grand and glorious day,
Cecelia