...it's gotta be the cold.

Sort of like North Dakota.

Honey Badger don't give a sh*t!

Gee, I don't know. He made it in and out of the thin ice every time. I think his vehicle is designed just for that.

I can understand the crazy Russian building an amphibious vehicle for traveling on thin ice, but why in the world is it equipped with a sphygmomanometer? What purpose does this gauge serve on this vehicle when it was designed to measure blood pressure?

Reminds me of a project I worked on once many years ago with a Russian assistant. This guy was quite dangerous to be around doing almost anything.

More testosterone there than all of DC.

I think he is adjusting the tire inflation and the gauge is just what was lying around the shop when he built the thing. Russkies are good at improvising.

He needs more aggressive tread and it'd work better.

Just the ticket for commuting to work up in N Dak or MN. Avoid them traffic jams and take the lake detour.

Can anybody read Russian? Is there some point to this other than to demonstrate how fucking boring it is in Siberia?

Maybe all Russians have problems, but this one looks ok to me.

That looks like a blast!

We could have used something like that at Budd Lake a few days ago when we lost a couple of kids through the thin ice. They might not have died if someone could have just driven out to them.

I liked the blue-bladed defroster fan (1:43 and 2:00). Probably wouldn't have worked without that.

It just goes to show you that having big balls leads to innovation. Americans once had the balls for that kind of thing, but, alas, no more.

I don't see the air intake pipe. There's got to be one.

Now you Yamks will figure out how to race them, and wasn't a syphig for checking coolant levels in rads?

Now you Yamks will figure out how to race them, and wasn't a syphig for checking coolant levels in rads?

"My family is Russian, Einar. The lot of the Russians of Earth was not a happy one. We were blasted by nature, decimated by despoiling hordes, and crushed under the weight of one tyranny after another. We learned to think of privation and horror as regular components of our lives. It sank into our genes and became a legacy of melancholy that passed down the generations, until the blood was thinned by admixture with that of others from more cheerful climes. But my family is almost pure Russian. We have never had any lightening of the gloom in our souls. And so I look at him, and I contemplate our future, and I think, since the Sacrifice, and the Hegira, and the twelve hundred years, what has really changed?"

-- From Which Art In Hope

Y'all need to think straight. Them're good ol' boys, like we gots lots right here in the USA. Hot-rodders down South. Four-wheelers in the mountain West. Tractor pulls in farm country. Snow-machine guys in the UP and out Wyoming way. Dirt-bikers everywhere. Guys with sand-rails and dune buggies off of I-8 east of San Diego.

Look at all the linked videos. The Russians build one all purpose go-anywhere get you there all-season vehicle. I'm in awe. Tundra buggy in the summer, amphibian snow machine in the winter. I bet it'd do the sand dunes too right fine. I reckon with the high-CG it doesn't do steep hills much.

Inside every crazy Russian is an American trying to get out!