“Every warning label has a story”. This isn’t just a comic’s intro to a horrifyingly funny story, it’s a real thing. No engineer on the planet can possibly think up every possible scenario that their product will be used in, no matter how clairvoyant they think they are. If you need any clue to that, look at the warnings that come on curling irons. You know damn well which one in particular I’m referring to, don’t act like you don’t. Tell me that the folks who originally dreamt up a hot clamp that twirls up hair like spaghetti could’ve ever seen…um…that use coming. Nope, someone actually did that. They actually had to tell the doctors what they did.
Here’s one of those situations that seemed like a good idea on paper, but in practice might not be the most wise thing ever. The test subject is a mid-1990s Ford F-250 with a 351, a manual trans, and as you can plainly see, it’s hanging from a forklift, it’s ass end chained up to a quick-release block. Think about it: get the rear wheels spinning at speed, drop truck like a ton of bricks, see what happens. Sounds like a recipe for disaster? Could be. Could just be the end for a well-aged U-joint or the beginning of a working relationship with the local chiropractor. Either way, that Ford is about to take the drop of destiny and someone’s about to get a new take on “backache”…because some sucker HAS to be in the truck.
I don’t understand the joy in destroying stuff. Never did make sense.
Possibly the joy is, you get to have attention to yourselves blabbing on video for 13 minutes in exchange for providing only a few seconds of actual interesting content.
I’m usually interested in seeing what exactly breaks and why, when that can be done well.
I just don’t get anything Hoonigan. Wtf is it? Now get off my fucking lawn.
Wouldn’t dropping it, say, one inch make more sense than dropping it six inches?
Morons Id kill for a rust free truck up here in canuckistan
The Brad dude used to be my neighbor. All kinds of weird shit came out of his garage.