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The Bluetooth Sender is a device for your car which will scan
for available bluetooth handsfree devices in nearby cars,
detect what direction they are, and offer you a menu
of which one to send your message to. Once selected, it
attempts to connect, trying common default PINs for access.
successful, you may then speak your message, which is
transmitted to the chosen bluetooth device. The device
listens for a response and plays it back to you.
If you are not satisfied that the person has heard you, you
press the "try harder" button. In this case, your Bluetooth
Sender will scan the FM frequencies for sound that matches
what it's receiving from the other device, and if it finds a
match, send a directional FM transmission of your message,
increasing the signal strength until it successfully hears the
signal back over the bluetooth link.
Once you have finished, your Bluetooth Sender disconnects.
Please check your local laws before use, and only use in a
Likely to get their attention. [8th of 7, Jun 15 2015]
||// scan for available bluetooth handsfree devices in nearby cars,
detect what direction //
||That's a tricky problem, given that the power output of such
devices is low, it's inside a metal vehicle, and it's very unlikely to
be in pairing mode.
||Not practical in the BT 2.0 & 3.0 specs.
||I'd just give them the finger. Works like a charm. Quick too.
||Set the LAW on them ... definitely gets their attention. <link>
||Always with the guns already.
||That's good, coming from a man who keeps a rack of loaded
blunderbusses by the front door, each with a neat little brass label
inscribed "Carol Singers", "Vicars", "Tramps", "Charity collectors" and
the like, and all with notches on the stocks.
||Yes, we have read the sign that says you're just keepin' up an old
family tradition started by the 6th Earl, dontchernow, but the corona of
dried blood, withered flesh, and bone fragments mixed with pulverised
party political leaflets, suggests the tradition is honoured both in the
observance and the breech ... the breech in question being the
double-barreled 4-bore with "welsh" inscribed on its little tag.
||And another thing - it's considered unsporting to have your target
restrained by four burly gamekeepers while you take aim through a
haze of alcohol fumes. Even your Great-Uncle Reinhardt (who never
goes out in daylight because Mossad and the Wiesenthal Foundation
are still looking for him) was hear to tut-tut when you took out those
little twin girls who came trick-or-treating ... although it's more than
likely he was just bewailing the waste of experimental subjects.