I made a liiitttle mistake this morning

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Well I was melting down some old plumbing pipe and pouring it into my homemade ingot mold (old steel muffin tin) and was in a slight hurry.:eek: The deal is that I just put it on the driveway and poured the lead in. When it hardened I went to flip out the lead disks and the pan was stuck (more like welded) to the asphalt.:banghead: I will say "Do not hurry,do not hurry, do not hurry." over and over for the first ten minutes every waking hour for at least a week. I hope this helps me with those DUHA moments for a while.:D You guys (and gals) do something gun related that resembles a senior moment lately??? Spill it.:D

BTW the divots left will assure that if I ever leave that tin there in a hurricane or tsunami the muffin tin will surely be there when I get back.
 
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Ok since we're sharing...

I was loading up some .45 ACP rounds with the wrong size bullets, .452" as opposed to .451". I didn't noticed the numbers on the box when I bought them. Got to the range and the first round won't chamber "hmm, that's odd" and the slide was stuck in near battery. I tried pulling back the slide and it won't budge :cuss:.

Fast forward to getting home with a "loaded" gun that I can't clear and learning of my mistake.

At least I learned how to use my puller effectively to disassemble 100 rounds that were made for .45 colt.:banghead:

Lesson learned, check, re-check, and check again before assembling rounds.
 
I do so much stupid stuff I should have cameras following me.

I do cast but this is not related

My star moment

When we were kids we used to take serrated(think saw style) knives and tap them on our knees and a tiny bit of blood comes out. We started doing it because my friend was a type 1 diabetic and preferred it over finger pricks(and we were dumb).

Fast forward to a few weeks ago my GF cut her finger(we are talking paper cut here) while cooking dinner(wine was involved :eek:). I tell her to stop being a baby whip out my M&P serrated knife and tap my knee.... As you can guess it strikes deep.. We look at each other and both laugh pretty hard at my stupidity.

Didnt hurt one bit(or through healing) but took alot of super glue to close that bastid.

That is the stupidest thing I have done so far.

So far I have kept it pretty safe while casting/reloading/shooting. I just need to show the same respect to knives.
 
@ MrWesson. My left index finger bears a permanent 1" scar from when I was 12 and laid my fingertip open with one of those serrated sheeps foot blades on my brand new Gerber Multitool on Christmas morning. Dad superglued it shut. Burned like a mother but healed right up. Would have needed 3 stitches otherwise.
 
I thought that if I was really careful and placed my fingers and thumb on the sides of the broadhead blades, I could remove it without 'wasting' 5 min's going back in my house to get a broadhead wrench. As it turns out, a broadhead wrench really is required and if I ever dought that again, all I have to do is look at my thumb!
 
I'm thinking: "should not post this", but good sense never prevails any way, so here goes:

20 years ago, (before 9-11) - I landed a job on a timber farm eliminating beavers in MS. We used to use shovels and pick-axes to dismantle beaver dams, draining stagnant water out of flooded timber. The beavers were doing much damage to the timber...we also tried almost every method to remove the animals.

One day the landowner showed up with a box of binary explosives called Kine-Pack. http://www.havoc.com.au/kinepak.html
I still remember the ground shaking, sticks, mud, and water being blown over 100 foot into the air, as we successfully eliminated over 1/2 dozen dams, and a couple lodges from the property over a several week period in a summer.

I got the bright idea that i could make something similar of my own, since the two components were somewhat readily available back then. I won't go into all the details here, but the home-made mixture worked very well. (96% ammonium nitrate fertilizer, saturated with 4% fossil fuel, with an improvised "blasting cap", with electronic ignition). In fact, All i remember is that it went "BOOM" as i was looking at the prototype about three feet away, and then I woke up in a hospital bed, with bandages around my head about 18 hours later, with my pastor at the time, & family praying for me beside the hospital bed....

After a reconstructed eye socket, nose, cheek, sinus, and multiple titanium stitiches, & 2 weeks later, I was released (and lucky to be still alive with vision) ...I had a doctor's visit in 2008, due to sinus trouble, and the stitches are still there 19 years later... posted some graphic x-ray photos, The stitches are still visible

In case you ever decide to do something stupid, take a look at these first... This should be a good reminder of safety...
 

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I have used 0.454" bullets in my .45 Autos without any problems. Have NO idea what sort of chamber would NOT take a 0.452" bullet.
Use .357-.358" bullets in my 9x19s all the time. In the '60s and '70s, those were about the only commercially available bullets as .355 were rare.
 
I "think" Cobb is in the clear. ;)
He said it was 20 years ago, so the statute of limitations should've run out by now.

My story is about as dumb as they get, but atleast we're still here.

My brother & I stole some shotgun shells from my uncle.
(He reloaded his own) and then we took one of those
casters for a chair with the nail in it...

We used electrical tape & cut streamers from paper.
Threw them as high as we could & it made a heck of a blast when it hit the street.

Still shaking my head thinking about how DUMB that was.
 
I have never attempted the feat again.. I sort of proved that i could do it, and learned just how dangerous that was in the process. I think if anyone attempted it now, they would be in serious trouble...
 
When I was in the Navy, in Idaho (I could tell you but then...) we youngsters decided it would be neat to blow up a car. OK, it was an abandoned car in the desert. It was July 4, 1975 and we all pitched in and bought about a dozen of those Kine pack explosives. First we wanted to get an idea what it would do so we mixed up one set and loaded it into a old refrigerator you ever seen a refrigerator that looked like a balloon? So then we took the 11 remaining packs and mixed them up in a plastic tub and put that into a derelict auto. Other than no tires and the Glass shot out, it was otherwise intact.

Well one of us (not me, I was smarter than some of them) put on an old pike helmet and volunteered to light the fuse to the blasting cap that would set it off. The rest of us hightailed it to a hill top about 100 yards away. We watched as he lit the fuse then ran away and dove in a ditch only about 10 yards off.

One second the car was there, next it was gone and then we heard the explosion. Luckily no one was hurt. We found a part of the crankshaft stuck in the dirt about 10 yards from where we were watching from. Other than the frame, nothing else was left of the car.

One that shows maybe I wasn't as smart as I thought I hoped I was was again a 4th of July probably 1976 or so. About 3 of us sailors had gotten together at my apartment for a cook out. After we ate we shot off a few fireworks, finding them rather tame, I decided to light off some black powder (from a black powder pistol I had built) I took the can and poured a nice pile on the ground. Using a lit punk I touched it off. I immediately knew it was a mistake as it fried the skin on my arm, exposed v on my chest and face to a crackly crunch (well, not that bad, but 2nd degree with blisters that raised about an inch to an inch and half in height). They left me on a gurney in the emergency room for what seemed like hours as I nearly slipped into shock from the pain. Eventually they gave me some nice pain meds, some Furacin soluble dressing and some anti-biotic cream and sent me home.
 
Ever tape a BB over the primer on a shotgun shell and throw it as high as you can over a street? Impressive. :what:

I won't go into what else we did as youths.....:scrutiny:
 
After graduating High School a friend of mine joined the service, USMC I believe. What ever branch of the military it was, he was eventually asked to please find work in the private sector as opposed to government service, if you know what I mean.

Upon his return from Boot Camp he had in his possession a box of "Artillery Simulators". This was 30+ years ago so forgive me if my terminology is incorrect, but they sort of looked like paper towel cores with a cap on one end that was removable. You pulled a cord and it started to whistle and you had a few seconds to put some distance between you and the obnoxious whistling.

Somehow none of us ever removed any important body parts with one of these things but it wasn't for lack of trying. Our fun came to an end when one of the guys (not me) somehow managed to set one of them off inside his VW Squareback in the driveway of his parents house. Luckily the explosion was mostly contained to his car, as well as the ensuing fire which was put out with a garden hose.

All of our parents were immediately aware that we had all been testing Darwins theory for more than a week. After that, even fireworks became suspect.
 
I thought that if I was really careful and placed my fingers and thumb on the sides of the broadhead blades, I could remove it without 'wasting' 5 min's going back in my house to get a broadhead wrench. As it turns out, a broadhead wrench really is required and if I ever dought that again, all I have to do is look at my thumb!

You aren't the only one that has done that!!!! It's all good until it comes loose.

It only takes once to learn that lesson!
 
My buddy and I made a small investment into some legal { back then } pyrotechnic fireworks, read cherry bombs. We'd gone up to my great uncles place, 4th of July, proper time to shoot them, right? We'd taken a wrist rocket slingshot to propel these fizzling devices into the stratosphere, then listen as the booms rolled between a big mountain canyon, the reverberations were terrific! Things were really going well......... until we noticed a very fast growing cloud of smoke, yep, the mountainside was ablaze!! We got the fire out 2 hours later, with the help of a local fire dept., needless to say, that 4th of July is very memorable. Such asinine displays of ignorance were never repeated again. Oh, the 4th of July plans we had made for later that evening were canceled, too danged tired to go enjoy! :cuss:
 
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