Buggy Review

Stuck In Plastic’s #sip_apocalypse challenge was great fun. I really enjoyed creating characters, stories, and pictures to illustrate the survivors of the doom. My work was appreciated by SiP’s crew and I ended as runner up of the challenge. One of the prizes I won was 70829 Emmet and Lucy’s Escape Buggy which I review below.

The Buggy

Although there is plenty of sand and dust here, Apocalypseburg is not a sandbox, definitely not a place to play. It’s the landscape after the battle. These special time and place require special vehicles, and under the inconspicuous name of “escape buggy” hides a monster, ready to run through the wilderness of the ravaged world of bricks.

Just look at its silhouette. Huge wheels on balloon tires, high suspension, which makes it possible to spot a threat in the distant horizon of the post-apocalyptic desert, a silhouette inclined like a wild, untamed beast, ready to attack. The front is protected by a menacing and powerful truss, “adorned” with a heavy chain and a sign that unambiguously makes it clear that it’s better not to block the lane of this dray [hey, there are no lanes anymore!]; ok. better not to block the way [better?]. Light of powerful headlamps cut the dense darkness of the future, bereft of the street lamps. In the back, on the warning bar even turn-signals were mounted [in case you want to show the pursuer where you are going], and the long hood lets the camera make a loooooong ride from the front of the car to the window, from which you throw threatening glances to the left and right while clenching hands on the steering wheel.

But still only few will see your fierce expression of a [non-existent] road warrior. The powerful 24 studs engine V6, the real ornament of this car, with the power of 500 mechanical bricks, makes the Escape Buggy run in the form of a smudged streak, disappearing quickly in the clouds of dust and smoke from six powerful exhaust pipes.

There is also a gear [there must be a gear!]. The passenger has at his disposal a large harpoon with a coil rope [very useful in the everyday overcoming of sharp corners on the edge of the abyss!], on the truss the mentioned heavy chain [heavy chain is always useful!]. And under the body huge gas tanks are warning with exclamation markers. Are these boosters for such a powerful engine? Or maybe it’s compressed air, allowing doing great, frog jumping over the ruins of civilization? Only the constructors of this monster on four wheels know that.

This car says with all its means: don’t mess with me.

The Users

What’s more, its users say the same [well, Emmet’s two faces say rather that HE doesn’t want to mess]. Wyldstyle/Lucy’s face, even when we turn her head with the smiling side, does not portend anything good. And the angry side is really angry. Similar with Sharkira; regardless of whether she’s scaring with teeth on her helmet or with a dubious smile under the visor. Do I have to mention that Steelbeard is furious? Who wouldn’t be, being reduced only to the chest and the noddle!

And who’s messing? Supersweet Star and Heart, who are only waiting to literally explode with love. Straight in your face.

As You can see, even the WALL-E – Weaponized Antihuman Lethal Liquidator [Eradicator class] – who brought me the possibility of winning this great set – is afraid of “Buggy”.

We also asked Danny – our crash test dummy – to check this car. I think Danny’s stare speaks volumes!

Maria the First

From Poland to France

Maria Skłodowska-Curie is one of the most remarkable Polish scientists.

She was born in 1867 in Warsaw. She had been revealing talents for science since her childhood, but at that time Poland, after the Third Partition, became part of the Russian Empire, and in the area of annexation scientific activity was limited. In addition, women simply were not allowed to study.

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Rey of Light

There are different ways to create an image. Sometimes it’s the ready photo we have in our mind, which requires only capturing by the camera. Sometimes it’s the general idea that we have to clothe in the shape.
And sometimes it’s a bunch of words.
Like in this case.

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Puns hatch in my head without control, like the mice in the straw.
So at first, the pun appeared: Rey of light. Continue reading “Rey of Light”