I remember nicking a bike off someone years ago and while I was riding round on it I seen a mate who asked if he could use it to pick his bird up,I lent him it and while he was away the bloke I'd nicked the bike off collared me saying someone had told him I'd nicked his bike,I shit myself 'cause he was a bit of a hard case and said I didn't know what he was on about but I'd just seen Ed Bristol (my mate) on it,when he found him he panned him and also put his windscreen through on his van. I laid low and avoided Ed for some time and nothing came of it but he never spoke to me again and now he's passed,r.i.p. The things you do when your young ay?
The things you do when your young ay?
Quote from: coffee on 13 October 2019, 12:38:09 amThe things you do when your young ay? Err no. Speak for yourself. Most of us didn't go around thieving other peoples property
Fireworks - bangers, back in the day the best ones were called 3-2-1. But that was never enough for us so we used to empty 6 - or so of their contents and make our own.
In the village where I grew up, there was a monastery with a long winding driveway where we used to practice riding our motorbikes as 14/15 year olds. Fast forward a couple of years to when we were 17 and had cars, we would get crow scarers from the local gun shop and take a drive down the drive way late at night. Sitting in the car, facing the right way for a quick exit, we would light one and throw it out the car into the flower beds around the place. It was a lot of fun (at the time) watching all the monks come flying out of the building whenever one went off as we raced off up the lane.
Sounds like you had a bad habit
Quote from: fazersharp on 17 October 2019, 09:03:42 pmFireworks - bangers, back in the day the best ones were called 3-2-1. But that was never enough for us so we used to empty 6 - or so of their contents and make our own. Only 3-2-1 i remember was by Ted Rogers
,.The Spit Gun could fire hardened steel nails into RSJ's (Rolled Steel Joists) now know as Universal Beams, these guns were used on site to fix wooden battens to the steel beams to facilitate the fixing of cladding.'(
Back in the 60's I did a bricklaying apprenticeship and one of the company projects was building a new a Youth Centre in Guildford (Haydon Place Youth Centre) it was the first time I came across something call a Spit Gun,.The Spit Gun could fire hardened steel nails into RSJ's (Rolled Steel Joists) now know as Universal Beams, these guns were used on site to fix wooden battens to the steel beams to facilitate the fixing of cladding.The nails were propelled by small cartridges and these brass cartridges were colour coded for strength of charge, Red, Green, Blue and Black.Well being a young lad of course I nicked a few of each of them, well they did make an almighty bang, I now realise that a lot of the almighty bang was from the nail penetrating the steel beam and the beam resounding.Anyway back home, cartridges in hand I placed a black one on the brick steps that lead up to my back garden, Ball Payne hammer in one hand and 3 inch cut nail in the other I gave the cartridge firing pin an almighty blow and was almost blinded by the flash (I was bending over the cartridge) my ears ringing I felt an incredibly painful stinging/burning on the front of my thumb, I was beside myself with pain and I looked down to see a dark lump under my skin just above the top thumb knuckle.Now a brass cartridges if not contained within a muzzle of some sort send out red hot bits of shrapnel as it splits, this bit was only the size of a match head but it was red hot and had gone down under my thumb nail and had stopped when it hit my bent thumb joint.I have come off numerous motorcycles over the years, fallen off ladders and once buzzed my foot with a chain saw but I have never felt pain like that shrapnel burn before, or since.The remaining cartridges went back to the building site on the Monday morning.I actually dug the piece of shrapnel out of my swollen Pusey thumb about a week later and the nail came off about a week after that.Don't fuck with explosives.