Nearly finished, the side plates will be replaced with brass ones I think I may thin the wheels slightly as they are supposed to be on a carriage but I only had train wheel castings handy
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And now because I looked for that picture, our marketing overlords think I want to buy that sort of crap;High stools for their breakfast bars of course!
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I did that as well, I found a bit of 1/4 brass tube & used that as a barrel. It would fire a 1/4 ball bearing from a bicycle bottom bracket straight through both sides of a heavy oil drum. I tried it with a double load, 2 bangers, not a success as the barrel split. The other one was banger guns from a bit of 1/2 copper tube, 1/2” bolt with the head cut off as a bullet, how did we survive, good fun though, the kids today are missing somethingIn the early 60's, I was 9, my 15 year old neighbour made a similar gun barrel in metalwork at school. Bonfire night was spent opening up bangers, putting an increasing amount up the spout followed by a bit of tissue and a ball bearing. He held it in a vice placed on the floor. How we didn't kill ourselves from a ricochet or blown barrel I'll never know.
We used to get 2 x 1/2 bolts and a nut screw them in with a wadge of caps from a cap gun between then throw it on a hard surface . If you got the positioning right one of the bolts would blow off. Fun with a steep learning curve. We also played Wars using air guns wearing thick jackets and metal eye shields with thin cross slots to see thro. minimum range allowed was 50 yards. Still left a funny round bruise tho.I did that as well, I found a bit of 1/4 brass tube & used that as a barrel. It would fire a 1/4 ball bearing from a bicycle bottom bracket straight through both sides of a heavy oil drum. I tried it with a double load, 2 bangers, not a success as the barrel split. The other one was banger guns from a bit of 1/2 copper tube, 1/2” bolt with the head cut off as a bullet, how did we survive, good fun though, the kids today are missing something
How bloody much?!?
We also played Wars using air guns wearing thick jackets and metal eye shields with thin cross slots to see thro. minimum range allowed was 50 yards.
That really tickled me. "Turn that XBox off, you'll rot your brain. Back in my day we went down to the beach and gave each other concussions."Bringing back memories, this.
We were never allowed guns, so the D-i-Y version consisted of going to the rocky shore where we drew lots to see who would be the 'target', who then went to hide behind a large boulder. The rest of us retired to a set distance where we lined up across the seashore.
Said 'target' then had to attempt to escape to a designated 'safe zone' at either side of the shore while the rest of us hurled stones [or anything, really....] at him. Taught you to be quick on your feet and good at picking out which boulder/large stone was safe to move to next....not to mention watching out for 'in-comings' All good clean, harmless fun [and we criticise the youngsters of today ]
That really tickled me. "Turn that XBox off, you'll rot your brain. Back in my day we went down to the beach and gave each other concussions."
Well, I did tell you....
Bringing back memories, this.
We were never allowed guns, so the D-i-Y version consisted of going to the rocky shore where we drew lots to see who would be the 'target', who then went to hide behind a large boulder. The rest of us retired to a set distance where we lined up across the seashore.
Said 'target' then had to attempt to escape to a designated 'safe zone' at either side of the shore while the rest of us hurled stones [or anything, really....] at him. Taught you to be quick on your feet and good at picking out which boulder/large stone was safe to move to next....not to mention watching out for 'in-comings' All good clean, harmless fun [and we criticise the youngsters of today ]
And I thought playing "ball tig" with a golf ball was bad enough.
(Only the boys - girls used a hockey ball. And the sticks: much too rough for us soft rugby players)
I thought I'd caught the 'cushy' number by being designated goalie at school hockey - until one of the opposition fired the ball straight at me. Caught me full in the mouth [I saved it, see...] and I was holding my hand pressed over my mouth with red stuff dripping through my fingers, when the gym teacher arrived and shouted "Don't just stand there bleeding boy, get on with the game!!"
Loosened a couple of teeth and split my inner lips but no other damage done
Only the girls played hockey at my school.