For the Cyrillicly challenged, or if you’re just plain sober, “Дартс по русски” means “Russian Darts.” It is, like all of the manly activities practiced by the human satyrs and ogres that infest that fine land, extremely manly. Nothing is sorta manly there. They have only one MANLY knob, and it goes to 11. The knob is also twisted off and the rheostat is fused solid from the voltage goose you get from the occasional Chernobyl bonfire they favor in those parts.
220, 221; whatever it takes.
You Wanna Be In The Russian Tank Biathlon? No. You Could Put Your Eye Out With That Thing
While we’re busy worrying whether to use the female or male pronoun for the little twerp that leaked our military secrets, the Russians are using tanks instead of .22s for plinking practice. Tank biathlon is my new favorite sport!
Tank biathlon is a mechanized kind of sport invented by the Russian Military. It is supposed to utilize the complex training of tank crews including their rough terrain passing skills combined with the ability to provide accurate and rapid fire whilst on-route.
Tanks go on a three-round route of 6-10 kilometers. During the first round crews fire at targets positioned at a distances of 1800, 1700, 1500 meters. The second round firing is at targets imitating an anti-tank mortar (RPG) squad and an infantry unit – these targets are at a distance of 600–700 meters, and must be engaged with a 7.62mm coaxial machine gun. The third round targeting is at an anti-tank gun and ATGM unit by use of the NSV 12.7mm remotely controlled anti-aircraft Heavy machine gun at a distance of 1200 meters.
Like in usual biathlon firing misses lead to an extra round, 500 meters long. On the final round tanks have to go through various terrain obstacles, here an error (missed or crashed obstacle) lead to a 10-seconds increment to crew’s final timing.
The first such contests ran in several of Russia’s Military Districts with final part taking place at the Alabino proving ground on 2013 August 11–17, with crews from Kazakhstan, Belarus and Armenia invited for the contest.
Of course, we could always one-up them, and start using ICBMs to play lawn darts, but of course lawn darts are banned now, although I’m fairly certain ICBMs are still legal, at least if you’re not a Nork or an Iranian. How’s a kid supposed to have any fun in this world anymore?
(Thanks to our west-coast correspondent, Gerard at American Digest, for sending that one along. I heard he can see Russia from his house)
The Lethality Of Russia’s Naval Aviation Program Seems To Have Lost A Step
Ah, what would the Intertunnel be without the Cyrillic alphabet? Why, I’d have to work for a living, painstakingly fishing through videos, even occasionally watching them before I post them. But when I see those wacky upside-down sideways ass-backwards letters up there on the screen, I know I can just paste that bad boy right in there and close up the Intershop early.
Here’s to you, tovarisch. Don’t forget to plug in your dash cam for your drive home, after the inflatable what-have-you. And keep it between the trees on the throughway, will ya?
Here at the Borderline Sociopathic Blog For Boys, we call this the “Buster Douglas” rule. We have additional rules that cover sporting long, stringy, mullet-based hairdos, and fighting with anyone that understands the Cyrillic alphabet.