Rfactor? (DO NOT MAKE ME GO TO WISHLIST, I ALREADY VOTED IT).

EDIT: THIS THREAD HAS NOW CHANGE TOPIC. IT NOW IS ABOUT FAILED MARRIAGES, OR FUNNY STORIES ON HOW DID YOU PROPOSE TO YOUR WIFE/EX/GF.

Disappointed. I thought it's romantic thread about wedding proposals. :-(

LOL. quite bad the title in fact. i will change it asap.

As a consquence, you can put Skoda Favia S2000 in rFactor (I told you that cause you are Czech, and skoda is Czeck... right?)

EDIT: DAmn, dont know how to change threat title.

I did, many years ago..
I was trying to launch a game, i could not for life remember the title. And my computer was wonky, so was the game i guess... After hours of complicated maneuvering with drivers and the game files, i was close, but it was still unstable.. As a last resort, an act of ultimate depression, i've proposed to my computer, if it would just let me play that game...

It BSOD'd on me.:(

And i never got into Deus Ex.. i know, i know, a shame.. a sin even! ;)
My heart was forever broken since then.. [can something be "forever" and "since"? no matter];)

Glad i inspired a new thread.

Which is funny, since i was recalling an ancient memory of one of my GF dumping me.
And i remember it was pretty funny and amusing.
You see, there i was, on the southern end of my country, helping a friend paint his attic, which of course was just an excuse to get together and drink. Well, after a few days of drinking and painting, i hooked up with this girl, and i knew her for a few years, and the hooking up wasn't alcohol inspired. Anyhoo, when You drink every night, Your alco-tollerance does weird stuff, and one evening, we had this all night booze-fire-thing with a lot of people, behind some old farts wheat field, who didn't really like youth drinking near his stuff and the forest, and was known for scaring people off with a hatchet. But that doesn't matter. So, deep into the night, it was dark as hell, we were drinking some technical alcohol smuggled from Ukraine [really], and that kinda hit my brain a bit, because, as a 'guy from the north' i wasn't using any juices to soften the alco. So the girl decided to try that too, and got into this alco-induced ADHD. At that moment, i had a discussion with some other bloke about a band called Helloween, and i was explaining to him why most of their albums are boring recaps and such. So the girl starts running around like crazy, in the forest, and it's completely dark. So i, as drunk as i ever was, dumb as i still am, yelled at her, using words one uses to call a dog. Bad idea, but had no repercussions at that time, nor throughout the rest of the night. A few days later, i came back home, i mean my home, northern region, and talked to her on IRC, and she was all about how i could not scare her off, or offend her, or make her blush, so i, again, dumb as i still am, send her some homemade dog-on-girl movie. 3 hours later, i got a text..

And it said something like this: "I'm sorry, this just won't work out, and it's not about the dog porn, not even about you calling me like a dog, back then.. But calling my fav band mediocre? F.u., it's over."

There You go, a story from the depths of my memory vault. ;)
Now if You excuse me, it's 4:34AM, and i should get some sleep. I have to paint a part of the house today. I wonder if this painting is what made me remember that story..