Funny you should mention that. I wondered why that gas was so dark after I tried to start it. And then tried to prime it........,And then tried to start it.......
No splatter with tig. Thats why i thoght i could get away with it. Will never forget the five days that followed. Amateur.
Too many to tell them all, but I have a couple of stupid moves from the recent past.... I replaced the old rotted wood garage door on my 'shop' (i.e. detached one-car garage). I wanted to do it right, so I pulled off all the old surrounding wood and replaced with new. Since the standard these days is to put that white, thin gauge aluminum flashing over the surrounding wood I had some pieces formed to fit. I made the brilliant move of taking them off of the truck and placing them right next to my demo pile that included the old painted white wood. I was plugging right along tearing out the old steel door tracks and chucked them right out onto my 'scrap' pile and cringed when on the second one I realized they were landing right on that thin white aluminum... As a chainsaw flipper one sometimes runs across a saw that just refuses to let anything go your way. I was battling an MS200T that was nothing but trouble from start to finish. I'm leaving out a lot of detail, but I made a last-minute decision to replace the top end after lots of other issues and problems with those freaking bakelite seals (if you've ever done seals on an MS200T you know what I mean!). I've replaced a lot of top ends on saws, so this one was business as usual I thought. I fired it up and started my normal process. After a short warmup I did a little revving and it abruptly stopped - I mean stopped cold in it's tracks like nothing I'd ever seen with a saw. I tried to pull on the cord and nothing - solid as a rock. I yelled, "Mo@#$%^&%er locked up!!!!! and threw it under the bench. A few days later I was picking up some parts a buddy of mine was giving me for who knows what model of saw. Since he wouldn't take any money I gave him that "parts saw" since I knew there was still a lot of good stuff there despite a locked up engine. He called me laughing a few hours later and asked if I wanted to know what he found. "Sure", I said. Between giggles he proceeded to tell me that the starter cord was a little loose and had wrapped around the flywheel which stopped the saw and "locked it up". He unwound the cord and the saw ran great. Being the great guy he is he offered to give it back to me. I told him I never wanted to see that saw again.
Yes my next instinct is to push the door again with more ooomph Then I finally look up to see the pull sign on the door
I can give you some good advice here. When your walking up to a door, look for the lock before you get there. The door with the lock set is the door that will always open.
As a kid walking home from playing baseball I came across one of those inflated heavy rubber balls we used for kickball, dodge ball and all the other now outlawed "dangerous" games we use to play. Bat in hand I thought it a good idea to swing the bat straight down on the ball as hard as I could-damm near knocked me out cold. I think I still have a knot on my forehead and mom was concerned about my being sleepy afterword.
How about using a oxy acetylene torch to cut a piece of exhaust pipe under a car that is on the lift and positioning yourself where slag could drip down your shirt. OR While changing rear end fluid using the shops lube gun, I realized I was leaning a bit on the nozzle and I knew what that meant. Pressurize the rear end and wore the gear lube when I pulled it out And some people wonder why I am overly careful at most anything now and always thinking ahead of what can go wrong in order to avoid it.
