I think I saw a monarch butterfly earlier. It was splattered against the windshield of the bus I was traveling in so it might have been anything from a largish dragon-fly to a smallish albatross, it is hard to be sure.
The bus by the way was my first VOLVO experience, I positioned myself at a wonderful vantage spot behind the driver and watched him with rapt attention for several hours. I must say, I was pretty impressed with the little studio apartment the driver has.
For trekkers such as myself, the similarity to the helm of the USS Enterprise, in ST:TNG; is more than obvious and infinitely thrilling! Also, as a spatial reference I was sitting roughly where Counsellor Deanna Troy would be (I also sat for a brief period in Lt. Cmdr. Riker’s seat and before you point it out, I did sit as slanty as I could and as

Gear changes are at 2000 rpm. Something, I never knew before, I wonder if it is approximately the range on all buses. DIESEL TORQUE ROCKS! or more accurately TWISTS! I love diesel engines, they are never whiny, never high strung, take all the torture in the world with a manly grunt and run happily with with no fancy electrical bits, they are the bull-mastiffs of the automotive world, where formula 1 engines are the Chihuahuas.
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