Lets see now. I had a bologna and cheese samich the other day and chased it with a Bud Light. The end.
Fire and pointy things. I guess i could tell ya'll the story of how when I was 12 I stuck my hand to the counter top with a "Rambo Knife" and a can of vegetable beef soup,
Haha, so here’s one: When I was 8 or 9, there was a gas station with repair shop across the street from us. They used to weld a lot there. I was always told not to look inside the flame/arc. Which I didn’t. So one day, When they were not Welding, I walked up to them and asked how it worked. They explained me that it all works through power, creating a short circuit between plus and minus. I mean how much do you want to go in depth with that with a nine-year-old. That time I had already worked with remote control cars and I know about power and shit But I had also observed, that the welder was plugged into the wall outlet which I knew I had way more power than my batteries in the car So, I figured I could also do that at home. Got me a cable with a plug attached, stripped the wires , plugged it in and held the blank wire ends together That was about a 5 inch blue spark, I flew backwards, breaker flipped and my mom came running down into the basement. I was laying on the floor kind of realizing that that was really bad and I somewhat dodged a bullet. My mom asked : what just happened? My response was: I just tried to weld The End ( luckily not )
Zapped while welding is definitely a Metalhead Moment. Wait was this in the Fatherland...with 230Volts???? Yikes... Oh tell me you were waring Lederhosen too...
5” at age 8 Mind you, we didn’t have guns over there, so that was as close as I came to killing myself that age