#sid1

[sheerioswifties]

Taylor meet Sid!❤

@taylorswift you will have a massive fan in presence at Wembley this weekend, one of our fandom mascots, and you definitely gotta go find him and his momma @noitsholly to say hi and perhaps snap an iconic Rep Room pic! @taylornation here's where he will be!

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[computerstoreus-blog]

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Yiding SID1 + SID2 Computer LCD Pixel Repair

Item Description：

Condition : 100% brand new high quality

Color : As the picture

Soldering Tool Needed T-Tool T-Tip 30W/40W (not included)

Instructions Not included

SID 1 and SID 2 Ribbon Cable for SAAB 9-3 and 9-5 models LCD dead pixel repairs

SAAB 9-3 and 9-5 models all have the very common LCD display failure on the SID and the AC unit, which ends up in missing or fading pixels on the screen.

The pixel problem lies with the ribbon cable that connects the LCD display to the circuit board of the SID and the AC unit.

Dead and fading LCD pixels can be restored DIY simply replacing the faulty ribbon cable. LCD pixel failure repair kits, ribbon cable light bulb, background light lamps are now available for DIY repairs.

Support : SAAB 9-3 9-5 SID 1 and SID 2 LCD pixel failure repair tools

Package Include :

1pc x SAAB 9-3 9-5 SID 1 LCD pixel failure repair tools

1pc x SAAB 9-3 9-5 SID 2 LCD pixel failure repair tools

Please let me enlighten the difference between the SID 1 and the SID 2.

SID 1 displays the check messages and has 4 trip computer functions

SID 2 displays the check messages and has 8 trip computer functions, SID 2 has adjustable speed warning too

Note :

No installation instructions provided with that item.

Make sure, you have special soldering iron for installation.

Binding:Misc.

Brand:Yiding

EAN:0508987562363

EANList:

Feature:brand new high quality

Feature:SAAB 9-3 9-5 SID 1 and SID 2 LCD

Feature:pixel failure repair tools

Feature:Ribbon Cable for SAAB 9-3 and 9-5 models

Label:Yiding

ListPrice:

Manufacturer:Yiding

Model:SAAB 9-3 9-5

MPN:SKU20855+SKU20856

PackageQuantity:2

PartNumber:SKU20855+SKU20856

ProductGroup:Home Improvement

ProductTypeName:TOOLS

Publisher:Yiding

Studio:Yiding

Title:Yiding SID1 + SID2 Computer LCD Pixel Repair Ribbon Cable For SAAB 9-3 & 9-5

UPC:508987562363

UPCList:

[fred-erica]

rock/fist/paper/scissors || sid & fred || iv.

Walls of the basement.

Walls of the closet.

Walls of the cabin.

Walls in her mind.

Then a brick wall, and then nothing.

Somewhere in the wake of the closet door's sharp slam, a string of words drifted across her mind. I knew it was a trap. I knew we shouldn'tve gone for the key.

But Sid was frantic and shouting, and she was all used up, so she let the thought float away. It was too late, anyway.

Her head fell against the closet door with a muffled thunk. "Sid." Her voice was thinner than air. Her fingers found the old rusted doorknob. She could feel it rattling in her hand as Sid wrestled violently with it from the other side. She summoned the last inklings of strength left in her and tried to twist it--once, twice, thrice. Her hands were raw. It wouldn't budge.

"Sid." She collapsed against the tattered but impenetrable door, sliding down to her knees, forehead pressed to the wood. "Sid. Please stop yelling."

[fred-erica]

rock/fist/paper/scissors || sid & fred || iii.

"Shit!"

Fred scrambled desperately away from the door, Sid's hand gripped tightly in hers, and pressed herself into the back corner. Her heart was pounding in her chest, the blood was pounding in her ears, eyes fixed unblinkingly on the horrible dark room. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Holy motherfucking hell.

This is it. This is death.

They were bodies. Those were dead bodies. But she hadn't imagined what had just happened, she was certain.

Maybe seconds, maybe hours, she was paralyzed, dizzy with the sound of her own breathing.

Nothing.

She could see the key, clutched tightly in the swollen-fingered grasp of a little girl. Her cold glassy eyes gazed out from the depths. Unmoving. The entire room was still.

Fred finally dared to whisper. "What was that?"

[fred-erica]

rock/fist/paper/scissors || sid & fred || ii.

    I am proposing a game If one of you dies as the sacrificial     I am proposing a game dies as the sacrificial Mudblood     I am proposing a game honorary Pureblood the other may live and     a game the other may leave and     I am proposing a—

It was with a start that Fred woke, breath sharp and eyes wide.

For a moment, in the brief lapse of limbo between sleep and consciousness, it had all been a dream—the Portkey, the room, the bodies, the note. She sat up abruptly in the darkness. What time was it? What class was going on? Could she afford to miss it? God, if she skipped Ancient Runes again Babbling was gonna—

It wasn’t until she reached for her nonexistent blanket that she remembered.

Not a dream.

She froze, body rigid, on the alert. Listening. Any sound, any movement. God damn, it was hard to hear things when her heartbeat was rising so dangerously in her throat.

A tense moment passed. Another.

Nothing.

Warily, she leaned back against the wall, into the corner. She didn’t remember falling asleep. All she knew was that there had been that note, behind the door.

Two half-bloods. One Mudblood, one Pureblood.

It was then that she recognized the pair of arms wrapped around her from behind. She turned, carefully, to face the boy curled up in the corner next to her. Bruised, cut, just as banged-up as she was. Still asleep. Still dreaming.

She reached out tentatively, gingerly brushing some hair back from his forehead. She knew next to nothing about where they were or what was happening, but she was sure of one thing.

She wasn’t going to kill Sid Oliver.

[fred-erica]

rock/fist/paper/scissors || sid & fred

Fred's relationship with Sid Oliver was an entirely questionable one. Same house, some of the same classes, but the two had only ever talked twice. The second time had been fueled by total intoxication in the school's greenhouse. The first time had been a rather unfortunate attempt to skip out on class. It's not like they couldn't have done it, but when you put two headstrong people together they're either unstoppable or impossible, and Fred and Sid had been the latter, remarkably so. She'd stormed off, he'd ditched out, there was a lot of name-calling and it was just generally unpleasant. Ever since, she had never been quite sure where she stood with him, and other than the occasional passing comment they had sort of kept their respective distances.

Which is why she was surprised when he not only let her sit by him at breakfast that morning, but actually suggested playing hooky. She took one last swig of pumpkin juice before slamming it down in front of some startled first year, trailing after Sid as he led the way between the crowded tables and out of the Great Hall unnoticed.

"You got a plan, Oliver?" she tossed in his general direction, a tiny smirk on her lips. "Or are we winging it?"