Kserei kapoios pou mporw na brw troxous Talon/Excel?
Poios ta fernei sthn ellada?
Kserei kapoios pou mporw na brw troxous Talon/Excel?
Poios ta fernei sthn ellada?
"It's been going on for some years now. My hands never seem to leave the keyboard, my eyes never seem to leave the screen. Days and nights go by in a blink of an eye. I work in a constant state of hyperstimulation, a by-product of youth and perfect knowledge, connected to a cyberspace console that projects my conscience into the artificial illusion of the core. Time is fluid around me. I am now part of a bigger whole. I now look but do not see, I now touch but do not feel. Streams of infinite data pass through me as if I were transparent. Its a whole new world in here..."
And then the phone rings. It's a friend, one who hasn't forsaken me yet. I'll be going out tonight.
I can't wait to go back online...
se opoio katasthma kai na pas pou ne kanei metatropes SM, tha vreis.ti akrivos thes na kaneis?
Basika paizei o pisw troxos mou.To eixa paei gia aktinologhsh ston motoroda alla den estrwse..isws egine kai xeirotera.Tsampa ta 40 europoula.
Th deytera pou exw programatismeno service 8a dw ti paizei me ton troxo.An xreiazetai allagh omws den 8elw na ta skasw sth mama KTM gia tous troxous ths.
8elw Talon/Excel gia na dialeksw kai ta xrwmatakia pou 8elw!
Ayta ta oliga...
gia pes bre Julius kana magazi pou kanei tetoia....Ti proteineis?
Poion proteineis?
"It's been going on for some years now. My hands never seem to leave the keyboard, my eyes never seem to leave the screen. Days and nights go by in a blink of an eye. I work in a constant state of hyperstimulation, a by-product of youth and perfect knowledge, connected to a cyberspace console that projects my conscience into the artificial illusion of the core. Time is fluid around me. I am now part of a bigger whole. I now look but do not see, I now touch but do not feel. Streams of infinite data pass through me as if I were transparent. Its a whole new world in here..."
And then the phone rings. It's a friend, one who hasn't forsaken me yet. I'll be going out tonight.
I can't wait to go back online...
Loipon ego thn metatroph to DRZ thn ekana ston Manth alla den emeina eyxaristimenos, me dagose sthn timh kai den mou ekane kai prosegmenh douleia.
O Bikenest, exei katasthma sthn Nikaia kai asxoleite me metatropes klp, auto tha mporesei na se bohthisei pragmatika kai xoris na se vlepei san 20euro.
Pare thlefono kai pes toy ti akrivos skeftese na kaneis (210 4957134 Nontas)
Pantos ap'oti ksero ta kentra tallon einai poly akriva kathos kai oi excel oi zantes (ase pou exoun steno stefani os agonistikes kai tha stavosoun gia plaka ston dromo)
tha sou proteina kentro apo thn mama KTM me zantoyla Morad (oikonomikotero kai poio anthektiko sthn kathimerinh xrish)
A! to kentro mporeis na pas na sou to perasoune mia anodiosh na dixnei san ergal (to exo dei kai einai poly kalo)
To problhma to exw me ta kentra ths KTM. Oi zantes ths einai mia xara kai afou den exei strabwsei akoma tote einai kai kales.
Opote h lysh Talon/Morad einai eksisou kalh.
H akoma kai h zantes pou exw hdh me kentra Talon! Alla sou kanoun kalh douleia sthn allagh? An h douleia einai opws tou motoroda me thn aktinologhsh tote xese mesa.Na to petaksw na parw BMX
tnx Julius
ps. Ayth thn anodiwsh pou les pou thn kanoun?Akougetai poly ma para poly endiaferon...
"It's been going on for some years now. My hands never seem to leave the keyboard, my eyes never seem to leave the screen. Days and nights go by in a blink of an eye. I work in a constant state of hyperstimulation, a by-product of youth and perfect knowledge, connected to a cyberspace console that projects my conscience into the artificial illusion of the core. Time is fluid around me. I am now part of a bigger whole. I now look but do not see, I now touch but do not feel. Streams of infinite data pass through me as if I were transparent. Its a whole new world in here..."
And then the phone rings. It's a friend, one who hasn't forsaken me yet. I'll be going out tonight.
I can't wait to go back online...
pantos prin apo mono sou vgaleis diagnosh (mou fenete ligo xtreme auto poy les gia to kentro), ante na sto dei kapoios eidikos, rota bikenets alla mallon tha sou pei na peraseis apo ekei na dei.Αρχικά δημιουργήθηκε από darkCount
To problhma to exw me ta kentra ths KTM. Oi zantes ths einai mia xara kai afou den exei strabwsei akoma tote einai kai kales.
Opote h lysh Talon/Morad einai eksisou kalh.
H akoma kai h zantes pou exw hdh me kentra Talon! Alla sou kanoun kalh douleia sthn allagh? An h douleia einai opws tou motoroda me thn aktinologhsh tote xese mesa.
tha sou po se ligo, pliri stoixeiaΑρχικά δημιουργήθηκε από darkCount
Ayth thn anodiwsh pou les pou thn kanoun?Akougetai poly ma para poly endiaferon...
είναι δυνατόν να φταίει το κέντρο του τροχού για τζόγο στη ρόδα?
Και μετά απο ακτινολόγιση?
Ρουλεμάν ίσως , έδραση ψαλιδιού μπορεί, αλλά κέντρο?
Nai bre palikaria ok. Eipame Deytera exoume service programatismeno opou kai 8a ma8oume telika ti paizei akribws.H leksh rouleman einai alh8eia oti akousthke apo to stoma tou mhxanikou mou....
Egw apla ekana ereuna agoras mhpws kai einai kentra kai exei gamh8ei o troxos genikotera ...thats all.
Julius, ekeinh h anodiwsh pou legame ?
"It's been going on for some years now. My hands never seem to leave the keyboard, my eyes never seem to leave the screen. Days and nights go by in a blink of an eye. I work in a constant state of hyperstimulation, a by-product of youth and perfect knowledge, connected to a cyberspace console that projects my conscience into the artificial illusion of the core. Time is fluid around me. I am now part of a bigger whole. I now look but do not see, I now touch but do not feel. Streams of infinite data pass through me as if I were transparent. Its a whole new world in here..."
And then the phone rings. It's a friend, one who hasn't forsaken me yet. I'll be going out tonight.
I can't wait to go back online...
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