When I was a kid my parents wouldn’t let me make my own pinewood derby car, even though I had done one already without issue the previous year. My dad then proceeded to put a 1/2" drill bit through his hand while doing it for me. I always found that kind of funny.
When I was a kid my parents wouldn’t let me make my own pinewood derby car, even though I had done one already without issue the previous year. My dad then proceeded to put a 1/2" drill bit through his hand while doing it for me. I always found that kind of funny.
“See son, this is what can happen if you’re too inexperienced.”
and yet even at that age I new not to put my fingies in the path of the sharp things.
Reminds me of the Starship Troopers scene “Why do we need to know how to throw a knife when we can just nuke the bugs?”