busted knuckle garage...
I think the worst one for me was when I was moving my 440, on the stand, to the other side of the garage. No big deal, just grab the front pump and push/pull in the right direction to move the (3-legged) stand around... little this way, little that wa- After the front wheel hit the crack in the garage floor all 650 lbs of big block Mopar starting losing the battle with gravity, soooo, being my first engine I was sentimental about the thing - I can stop it... . (whoo, this thing is heavy. . ) (urf. . reall... heav- oh this is bad... -). After it nearly pinned my knee against the concrete and landed with a defening 'CRUNCH' on the floor I realized that the front of my body kinda was hurting - after having a look I realized that the water pump nose had tried to stop itself by using the area between my right chest and left knee as an anchor. The guys at work just let me sit at the terminal and process stuff - yeah... I use 4-legged stands now, and smooth concrete.
The other was when trying to release the bleered screw on the left rear wheel cylinder of my 69 Charger. Of course it's just a little screw... should... . come..... right... loose... . (well darn, this thing is in there pretty good..... ) probably pretty rusty... a little more torque on the ole wrist-o-meter, a little mor- WHACK!! Okay, you know all the undercoating on those older cars... kinda sharp and rough, then add a little rust and lots of road dirt... you know the kind, right? Well, each and every one of the major knuckles on my right hand were shreded and all of that dirt, rust, and undercoating was making for a nice sensation..... the screw came loose tho...
I have too many 'stupid moments' to share, but the list is long and distinguished... .
- Gonzo