What’s the most useless thing you still have memorized?

That would be the 303 in 49'. Olds, and Cadillac had the first overhead valve V8's. Ford and Chevy were late to the party in 54, and 55.

Quote: for laughs, what was the cubic inch displacement of the Olds Rocket 88 ? Jimb.
 

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I came across my old Pickett yesterday and pondered if I still remembered how to use it. I rather doubt that I do.
Last time I used mine was at a few construction sites some decades ago, but I was the only one on a crew of about 15 who kept a slide rule in his toolbox and none of the younger guys knew what it was. For some damn reason, one kid asked me "Did you get that from Germany?" :ROFLMAO:
 
Last time I used mine was at a few construction sites some decades ago, but I was the only one on a crew of about 15 who kept a slide rule in his toolbox and none of the younger guys knew what it was. For some damn reason, one kid asked me "Did you get that from Germany?" :ROFLMAO:
@Murrmurr maybe he thought it was a Schlep rule. Ok that was bad… I’ll get off the comedy platform now 😉
 
My original phone number '392'. Yep, we lived in a small town. You didn't dial it, when you pick up the phone an operator came on the phone and asked you "number please" then you tell them the number.
 
Absolutely the most useless thing I have in my memory banks is what the T in James T Kirk stands for. The next would be the poem Jabberwocky from Alice in Wonderland. I can still recite all verses.
Tiberious ? He never could manage to play a drunk. Jimb.
 
The words to Snoopy vs the Red Baron, the English words anyway.

Achtung
Jetzt wir singen zusammen die Geschichte
Über den schweinköpfigen Hund
Und den lieben Red Baron

After the turn of the century
In the clear blue skies over Germany
Came a roar and a thunder men had never heard
Like the screamin' sound of a big war bird

Up in the sky, a man in a plane
Baron von Richthofen was his name
Eighty men tried, and eighty men died
Now they're buried together on the countryside

Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty or more
The Bloody Red Baron was rollin' up the score
Eighty men died tryin' to end that spree
Of the Bloody Red Baron of Germany

In the nick of time, a hero arose
A funny-looking dog with a big black nose
He flew into the sky to seek revenge
But the Baron shot him down ("Curses, foiled again!")

Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty or more
The Bloody Red Baron was rollin' up the score
Eighty men died tryin' to end that spree
Of the Bloody Red Baron of Germany

Now, Snoopy had sworn that he'd get that man
So he asked the Great Pumpkin for a new battle plan
He challenged the German to a real dogfight
While the Baron was laughing, he got him in his sight

That Bloody Red Baron was in a fix
He'd tried everything, but he'd run out of tricks
Snoopy fired once, and he fired twice
And that Bloody Red Baron went spinning out of sight

Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty or more
The Bloody Red Baron was rollin' up the score
Eighty men died tryin' to end that spree
Of the Bloody Red Baron of Germany

Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty or more
The Bloody Red Baron was rollin' up the score

 
I came across my old Pickett yesterday and pondered if I still remembered how to use it. I rather doubt that I do.
One of my WW2 things that I picked up a long time ago, is a RCAF circular calculator, issued to Bomber Command Navigators. JimB.
 

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