Para que os nossos "clássicos" permaneçam em bom estado é fundamental que tenhamos alguns cuidados com a sua manutenção.
Aqui fica um bom exemplo de como um '02 deve ser lavado...
sexta-feira, 17 de dezembro de 2010
W123 - Lego
Passei muitas horas da minha infância a brincar com "legos", mas nunca tive imaginação e criatividade para construir uma obra-prima como esta...
quinta-feira, 16 de dezembro de 2010
'02 - Jan Balder
Há várias décadas atrás, no tempo em que as corridas de automóveis ainda aconteciam apenas pelo puro prazer e pela adrenalina, surgiu no Brasil um holandês chamado Jan Balder, que após trabalhar como cronometrista durante a sua adolescência na equipa da Vemag, conduziu variadíssimas vezes um potente ’02 convertido em roadster, entre 1968 e 1972…
W123 - Facelift
Introduzida em 1976, a gama W123 da Mercedes-Benz foi alvo de um facelift em Setembro de 1982, data em que os faróis dianteiros passaram a ser rectangulares em todas as versões deste automóvel.
Até essa data, apenas as versões 280/280E eram equipadas com faróis rectangulares.
W123 - On every street
E com a devida vénia ao Mark Knopfler e aos Dire Straits…
there's gotta be a record of you some place
you gotta be on somebody's books
the lowdown - a picture of your face
your injured looks
the sacred and profane
the pleasure and the pain
somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
and it's your face I'm looking for on every street
a ladykiller - regulation tattoo
silver spurs on his heels
says - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to you
she threw herself under my wheels
oh it's a dangerous road
and a hazardous load
and the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat
and it's your face I'm looking for on every street
a three-chord symphony crashes into space
the moon is hanging upside down
I don't know why it is I'm still on the case
it's a ravenous town
and you still refuse to be traced
seems to me such a waste
and every victory has a taste that's bittersweet
and it's your face I'm looking for on every street
you gotta be on somebody's books
the lowdown - a picture of your face
your injured looks
the sacred and profane
the pleasure and the pain
somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
and it's your face I'm looking for on every street
a ladykiller - regulation tattoo
silver spurs on his heels
says - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to you
she threw herself under my wheels
oh it's a dangerous road
and a hazardous load
and the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat
and it's your face I'm looking for on every street
a three-chord symphony crashes into space
the moon is hanging upside down
I don't know why it is I'm still on the case
it's a ravenous town
and you still refuse to be traced
seems to me such a waste
and every victory has a taste that's bittersweet
and it's your face I'm looking for on every street
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