Sorry no knife making related horror stories (not yet,anyway
) but during my days as a mechanic I got my fair share of dings, including two free trips to the hospital in the meat wagon. Once I was removing 1" laminated oak flooring from a semi trailer using a skill saw. You're on your knees making cross cuts between the steel ibeams supporting the flooring. Then you bust out the floor with a sledge hammer. Anyway, as I was cutting, the skill saw bucked up and unfortunately the guard was stuck in the up position and the skill walked back and sliced my knee open. Fortunately it missed my knee cap but it left a large gash in my leg, causing the lead man to make sexual advances towards my leg.
Another time, during the winter it was a might chilly in this huge shop (North American Van Lines) so I had a t shirt and a sweater on under my shop uniform. I was lying under a trailer on a creeper using a cutting torch to remove some shock mounts. I also had on a pair of leather sleeves. I cut off a piece of metal about the size of a quarter. The cherry red hunk fell on my chest, right at the edge of my leather sleeves,then bounced on my shirt. It burned through my shirt, my sweater, and my t shirt and commenced to eat its way through my body. I made a little twisting motion and the piece of slag slid around my body and burn through my t shirt, sweater and outer shirt and fell on the creeper, still red hot. I have a nice scar from that experience.
When I was working for Detroit Diesel, there was this friend of mine who got in a fight with a diesel engine and lost. When you set the rpm on a Detroit with a turbo, you have to remove the pipes from the turbo so you can get at the governer. Everone made their own screen to put over the turbo, then fastened it with a large hose clamp. Unfortunately, while my friend was intently watching the digital tach he didn't notice that his screen over the turbo had vibrated loose and fell off. It sucked his hand in, took off two fingers, and mangled a third.
And then there was the guy who got cut in half in a shop in Montana where I worked when he forgot to block open the "door" on an earthmover and a hydraulic hose burst...the effect was kinda like a guillotine.
And now you know why I became an academic.
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Hoodoo
I get some pleasure from finding a relentlessly peaceful use for a combative looking knife.
JKM