Mr Smashy!

Pictures of Mr Smashy's Demo at Relic Entertainment

Here are the pictures from Mr Smashy's big debute at Relic Entertainment, our primary sponsor. Mr Smashy has his kevlar intact, but no sheetmetal. I had the pieces to fit but I was too lazy to attach them for this shake down run. A video was shot of this whole thing, and once I have the AVI I'll post it.

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Bryce (left) and I (right) and the robot (bottom) at Bryce's desk at Relic. Note the BlueStar batteries between Bryce and I, as well as Mr Smashy's 10 Layer kevlar/carbon fibre shell (sitting on top of the robot).

Bryce and I again, throwing down dorky gang-esque hand signals for the camera. I am imagining I am a fat latino kid with his chrome and gold lowrider bicycle after winning a gold ribbon at a Lowrider show, shine and sound off somewheres in east L.A. (truck bed dancing optional). I guess I can only dream...

A crowd gathers for the final preparations... oooooh!

A shot of my ass. Fred in back on left, Mr Smashy at the end of my arm, Alex from Relic behind me, smokin'...

Mr Smashy flailing about, smashing the ground with his tail. He's angry! Note: This picture clearly shows the need for some stiffening in the tail. Too bendy!

Of all the things we could smash, this was the absolute best we could find... PATHETIC! Oh well. Mr Smashy trying his best and inflicting damage on this stupid tire.

Alex controlling at this point... He took Mr Smashy out to Hamilton street (robot is circled) to scare the pedestrians.

From left, Fred, me, Alex and some guy driving Mr Smashy. He ended up making Alex skip rope with Mr Smashy's tail. Watch the ankles!

My car!! '71 Datsun 510! Woohoo! Finally on the road! Louder than your car, even without a stereo!

My room-mate steve's BMW 2002. It's for sale..... Any offers?

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	Bryce (left) and I (right) and the robot (bottom) at Bryce's desk at Relic. Note the BlueStar batteries between Bryce and I, as well as Mr Smashy's 10 Layer kevlar/carbon fibre shell (sitting on top of the robot).
	Bryce and I again, throwing down dorky gang-esque hand signals for the camera. I am imagining I am a fat latino kid with his chrome and gold lowrider bicycle after winning a gold ribbon at a Lowrider show, shine and sound off somewheres in east L.A. (truck bed dancing optional). I guess I can only dream...
	A crowd gathers for the final preparations... oooooh!
	A shot of my ass. Fred in back on left, Mr Smashy at the end of my arm, Alex from Relic behind me, smokin'...
	Mr Smashy flailing about, smashing the ground with his tail. He's angry! Note: This picture clearly shows the need for some stiffening in the tail. Too bendy!
	Of all the things we could smash, this was the absolute best we could find... PATHETIC! Oh well. Mr Smashy trying his best and inflicting damage on this stupid tire.
	Alex controlling at this point... He took Mr Smashy out to Hamilton street (robot is circled) to scare the pedestrians.
	From left, Fred, me, Alex and some guy driving Mr Smashy. He ended up making Alex skip rope with Mr Smashy's tail. Watch the ankles!
	My car!! '71 Datsun 510! Woohoo! Finally on the road! Louder than your car, even without a stereo!
	My room-mate steve's BMW 2002. It's for sale..... Any offers?