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Lew Hodgett wrote:
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When I was very young, my father told me about a craftsman who was
working on the county fairgrounds grand stand and also had a '32 Ford
roadster.

During the summer, he kept the back opened and his tools in plain site.

A guy once attempted to reach in and pick up a tool, but got knocked
flat on his rear end.

Seems the craftsman had rigged up an ignition coil that connected to
the car frame.

If you touched the car, 20,000 volts suggested that was not a smart
decision.

Lew

Ha! That's funny. I built something similar using a TV flyback
transformer and a timing circuit to keep Gypsy's out. I was living in
Rota, Spain and the Gypsies were a big problem with break-ins. So I
installed this apparatus (built from plans in Popular Electronics to
keep raccoons out of the garbage cans) onto heavy screens on the
windows. It would pulse at about 14k volts and zip amps for 1/2 second
and pause for 1/2 second.
Only one gypsy ever tried to break in, and wound up 2 floors down over
the balcony. He must have told his friends.

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Brian Whatcott wrote:

Nothing so dramatic - just a case of "You've been running that E-type
for five years - but we're getting married: if you sold it, we could
make the down on a house.... you could buy another later...."

Sometimes it is worth it. I sold my Norton so I could stay on the beach
a few months longer and be with my daughter. getting to be a dad just a
few months more was worth every whitworth threaded unobtanium fastener.


It was metallic silver -

So was my step dads.

black soft top, detachable hard top.
It took us through Europe as far as Yugoslavia on a
grand-touring/camping trip. Those were the days!

Oh man.............. ! Cruising the continent in a Jag with the
prerequisit babe. I dont think many guys can say that. I sure can't.

Good on mate!
Invious Bob


Brian Whatcott Altus OK

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On 25 Sep 2006 22:24:21 -0700, "Bob" wrote:

... I sold my Norton so I could stay on the beach
a few months longer and be with my daughter. getting to be a dad just a
few months more was worth every whitworth threaded unobtanium fastener.


It was metallic silver -
///
black soft top, detachable hard top.
It took us through Europe as far as Yugoslavia on a
grand-touring/camping trip. Those were the days!

Oh man.............. ! Cruising the continent in a Jag with the
prerequisite babe. I dont think many guys can say that. I sure can't.

Good on mate!
Envious Bob


hehe....oh, did I mention, it had chrome knock-off wire wheels?

And here I am, a considerable part of a century later, with the same
woman, but no E-type.
I do have a horse, power boat, two sailboats, a canoe,and a kayak
though, come to think of it.... Ha!

Brian Whatcott Altus OK
p.s The grass always look greener, over the fence.

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On Tue, 26 Sep 2006 02:57:43 GMT, Lew Hodgett
wrote:

Subject

When I was very young, my father told me about a craftsman who was
working on the county fairgrounds grand stand and also had a '32 Ford
roadster.

During the summer, he kept the back opened and his tools in plain site.

A guy once attempted to reach in and pick up a tool, but got knocked
flat on his rear end.

Seems the craftsman had rigged up an ignition coil that connected to
the car frame.

If you touched the car, 20,000 volts suggested that was not a smart
decision.


Lew


I guess I'd better mention that the law does not look kindly on these
lethal little gadgets - or as a policeman once told me: if you're
doubtful whether your deterrent is legal, better kill than injure!!
Dead men tell no tales...he said. :-)

Brian Whatcott Altus OK

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Brian Whatcott wrote:

I guess I'd better mention that the law does not look kindly on these
lethal little gadgets - or as a policeman once told me: if you're
doubtful whether your deterrent is legal, better kill than injure!!
Dead men tell no tales...he said. :-)


It is my understanding that this happened during the 30's, the height
of the great depression.

It also was a small Midwestern farm community.

I suspect things were a whole lot different back then.

Lew