Wannafish
Floppy Member
I've spent the past week (at night after work) working the bugs out of the Self-propelled Corn Picker I bought (combine with a corn head on it). The last (or so I thought!) hurdle was the starting system. Motor would run good and restart fine unless I shut it off for 15 minutes or so, then it acted like a dead battery. Turned out the float was stuck and flooding several of the cylinders and that created too much pressure in the cylinders...I think it's called hydro-lock.
Soooo, I turned off the fuel, pulled the plugs, and had the wife climb up in the cab. "Turn it over Dear..." and sure enough it shot alot of gas out of the cylinders - all over the inside of the engine compartment. I stood there watching it drip down on the engine and made the mistake of saying "one more time just to be sure the cylinders are empty..." and "HaWOOOomff" as I was enveloped by a giant fireball. The next thing I knew I was picking myself up off the ground about 10' away from where I had been standing.
My beard, mustache, eyebrows, eyelashes, all melted and smouldering. The knit hat I had on was melted (saved my hair though). Sure was glad I had my safety glasses on!
God was smiling on me though (maybe laughing is a better description), all I ended up with was 2nd degree burns on my forehead, cheeks, and (ouch) lips.
Oh yeah - and lots of melted snow and fire extinguisher effluent in the engine compartment.
I wish I had a picture of the wife doing the high dive out of the cab...
Soooo, I turned off the fuel, pulled the plugs, and had the wife climb up in the cab. "Turn it over Dear..." and sure enough it shot alot of gas out of the cylinders - all over the inside of the engine compartment. I stood there watching it drip down on the engine and made the mistake of saying "one more time just to be sure the cylinders are empty..." and "HaWOOOomff" as I was enveloped by a giant fireball. The next thing I knew I was picking myself up off the ground about 10' away from where I had been standing.
My beard, mustache, eyebrows, eyelashes, all melted and smouldering. The knit hat I had on was melted (saved my hair though). Sure was glad I had my safety glasses on!
God was smiling on me though (maybe laughing is a better description), all I ended up with was 2nd degree burns on my forehead, cheeks, and (ouch) lips.
Oh yeah - and lots of melted snow and fire extinguisher effluent in the engine compartment.
I wish I had a picture of the wife doing the high dive out of the cab...