I had been working on my '70 Bonneville back in my yute
, while charging my battery nearby amongst a bunch of empty beer cans. A friend asked how I could tell if my battery had enough "juice". I said, "Easy, watch this", and laid a screwdriver across the terminals. I had heard of hydrogen, but hadn't heard hydrogen or seen any until that day. My friend said my head and shoulders were engulfed in a large blue flame for about 1 second. We both heard ringing for 3 days. A very nice explosion, but thankfully no burns.
If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough.
