Dumb things you do
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Petrol & Powder
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Experience = a series of non-fatal mistakes
Tom
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This was back before they put oil in starting fluid. I wasn't totally ignorant, I knew it was volatile, so I reasoned that I had to use a lot to compensate for what evaporated off. Unfortunately, my thought process stopped at that point. They said it was a heck of a bang, but all I heard was woooop followed by a freight train noise that I still hear today. The compression feeling was intense, although short lived.
Tom
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Good judgment comes from experience. Experience comes from bad judgment.
RicinYakima
High Steppes of Eastern Washington
Fire four cans of 7.62 NATO from the M60 and do a quick change of the barrel with the asbestos glove and drop the barrel on the sand bagged bed. Next bump it rolls against your leather toed boot. It takes two milliseconds to burn through and get to your toe. Learned to drop it over the side and take a chance of incoming.
quicksylver
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yup grabed the barrel of my Johnson semiauto, Hey it was just sticking out there, the hand gurad was just to far down to borther with, or I though at the time. Shooting M1 Garands and Johnsons at the same time deffinetly can lead to sizzles
smokeywolf
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Going by that, reckon I've done a heck of a lot of things in my life.
fiver
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like the time i poured gas on a pile of wet leaves to get them going, then realized i'd forgot the matches.
2 minutes is a long time for fumes to build up, me pouring more on when i got back probably didn't help none.
wooof,,, i must have launched some of them a good 15-20' up in the air.. LOL
2 minutes is a long time for fumes to build up, me pouring more on when i got back probably didn't help none.
wooof,,, i must have launched some of them a good 15-20' up in the air.. LOL
Mitty38
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Ok the statute of limitations has ran out on this.
I gotway too drunk in College. Then tried an illegal substance, once, at a frat party. Ended up Dancing in the middle a camp fire yelling. Look at me! I am Johnny Blaze!
Burnt my feet a bit and burnt my eyebrows off. Chased by gremlins. Lost my wallet. Lost my motorcycle for a week. Till a friend saw it and told me where it was.
Slept for a day. Then was feeling hung over, with dark rings under my eyes, for 2 more days after.
Yep that's my one time experiment with illegal drugs. And my last alcohol binge.
I gotway too drunk in College. Then tried an illegal substance, once, at a frat party. Ended up Dancing in the middle a camp fire yelling. Look at me! I am Johnny Blaze!
Burnt my feet a bit and burnt my eyebrows off. Chased by gremlins. Lost my wallet. Lost my motorcycle for a week. Till a friend saw it and told me where it was.
Slept for a day. Then was feeling hung over, with dark rings under my eyes, for 2 more days after.
Yep that's my one time experiment with illegal drugs. And my last alcohol binge.
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Ian
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I grabbed a roasting hot suppressor hard with my bare hand to screw it off once....because I knew it was dangerously hot (titanium weakens significantly above about 500F) and needed some water poured through it....
Sometimes the brain just doesn't link the consequences of the obvious.
Sometimes the brain just doesn't link the consequences of the obvious.
KeithB
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Probably the dumbest thing I've done as a kid was the time I cut apart some old paper 10 gauge shotgun shells and poured the black powder into a can. I then proceeded to stand in the middle of the driveway and pour a ring of black powder around me. I had seen a Daniel Boone TV show where he laid a trail of powder from a building full of gunpowder and then shot it with a pistol. The powder burned quite slowly to the building and blew it up. My father came out of the house about that time and asked me what I was doing. I told him about what I had seen on TV. He was a smoker at that time so I asked him if he had a match. He just looked at me and smiled and said sure and handed me a pack of matches. I proceeded to squat down and bend over and lit the ring of powder. Of course it all went up instantly and burned off my eyebrows and all my head hair from my face to halfway back on my head. It also burned through a thin pair of shorts I was wearing and burned an arc across my ass. I couldn't open my eyes, the singed eyebrows had fused together and I thought I was blind. My father just guided me to where he could spray me down with a garden hose and help me open my eyes. When I asked him why he didn't stop me he said he thought I would l learn my lesson better than getting a spanking and he was right, my ass hurt worse than any punishment I had ever received. I learned several valuable lessons that day!
Tom
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I'd guess that substance had a corrosive sounding name?
Tom
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My brother in law bought a property next to a turkey farm. There was a pit on it about 5' deep with trash in it. He used gas to burn it and the fumes built up. Turns out farm raised turkeys are subject to having heart attacks when sufficiently frightened. He ate a lot of turkey for the next year.
fiver
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i got a million of them... LOL
Ian's story reminded me of the time i was cutting some re-bar with the torch.
yep wore the dark goggles since my eyes had been 'burned' before.
i cut through the 5 pieces bundled together then put the torch away and looked down at the ends which didn't look quite lined up and went to even up the ends with my bare hand.
i walked around with the Olympic ring insignia burned into my palm for a good 2 years.
Ian's story reminded me of the time i was cutting some re-bar with the torch.
yep wore the dark goggles since my eyes had been 'burned' before.
i cut through the 5 pieces bundled together then put the torch away and looked down at the ends which didn't look quite lined up and went to even up the ends with my bare hand.
i walked around with the Olympic ring insignia burned into my palm for a good 2 years.
RicinYakima
High Steppes of Eastern Washington
LOL!!!!! My older brother rolled my 1954 Olds Rocket 88 2 door hardtop when hitting just 4 peafowl, and he was only going 40 mph. Never forgiven him for that, even though it has been 60 years. He is still a poor driver.