Mine are to me unforgettable even all these years later. First one was pre A30 A35 days and my first car, a Fix or repair daily 1600e which lived up to its name…another misfire and at 18, I held the bonnet up engine running and with my other hand, checked the ignition leads….I soon found out which one was misfiring!! Even 12 volts belting through my arms hurt! Only did that once…
Not sure which car it was with, but checked points or spark plug gaps with completely all metal feeler gauges which extended happed to be the same gap span as the battery terminals…yes I went to put them on top of the battery, quick bang/flash and they were spot welded together…..I was wearing thin rubber gloves thankfully or would have ended up with a scorched hand.
In my mid twenties I won a contract to cut up a dozen or so railway wagons that were on Victoria Wharves in Plymouth. I already had the transit drop side truck and Gas cutting gear so first few days were uneventful apart from the odd burn hole due to bouncing molten metal.
I thought I had plenty of hose to finish off the wagon I was cutting, tugged the hoses and the nearly full gas bottle fell over onto concrete and smashed the regulator off. It promptly flew 20feet across the yard and rammed itself into the pile of already cut scrap, escaping pressurised gas roaring away until the bottle emptied……..I s*** myself! An expensive new regulator and bottle later I finished the remaining wagons and still made a good profit, which included new underwear! So even now I double check if I have enough space and that tools will reach easily….