Wrong Priorities

When I was in my teens, our neighbor came over one day, and had a question for Pops.  Since Pops was an engineer, could he help the neighbor's kids with their soap box derby car.  He asked if there was any way to fill it with lead so the kids would win?

The cars were still solid blocks of wood.  A few moments at the bandsaw and sander and the block of wood actually looked like a car.  Then came the fun part. 

Pops was going to drill a hole in the bottom of the car and pour molten lead into it.  The plan was to then spackle over it and paint it so as not to give away the shenanigans. 

In the process of drilling the hole, the neighbor moved the car. It spun away, and the drill missed and went right into Pops' hand!!!

Blood went everywhere. 

The neighbor actually complained that Pops got blood on the car.  Pops pointed out that it was going to be painted over. 

In a final stroke of genius, Pops spackled too thick. The car placed dead last.  That was Pops' revenge for the guy trying to cheat.  And not being thankful. 


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