attack from the Jota

mauricejota7604

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Just doing a routine valve clearance check on my 80 Jota and had the alternator cover off so I could turn the engine over.
Finished the job and started the engine still with the alternator cover off when my trousers got caught on the spinning crank at idle speed they wound onto the crank then the crank started to dig a hole into my ley and as the trousers were now wound onto the shaft so tightly the engine stalled.
Must have been a sight blood oozing out of my leg whil I am now solidly attached to the bike.
I had to get a screwdriver that was resting on the seat and attempt to cut my trousers off with the screwdriver, bloody hell no more tuning after a long day at work!!
 
I used to work as a maintenance fitter in a paper mill. As you could imagine, paper mills are full of all sorts of machinery. One of the bigwig suits from the the head office was on the factory floor inspecting a new paper machine that had just been installed. He was a bit of a pompous prick, all puffed up with self importance. While the workshop foreman was explaining the workings of the new machine, Mr. Self-Importance leaned over to get a closer look into the workings. His tie got caught in the machine and started to pull him in. It must have been a good quality tie because for all his struggling he couldn't rip it away. He had a look of panic in his face as his chin got closer to the machine. Luckily it was a slowly rotating part of the machine and the foreman standing next to him just had enough time to take out his pocket knife, open it up and cut the bloke's tie off just below the knot, all without interrupting his technical monologue. Boss man was pulling back on his tie so hard that as soon as it was cut he fell backwards onto his arse on the wet floor (paper making involves a lot of water). While the now somewhat deflated boss man was still sitting in a puddle, the foreman was calmly putting his pocket knife away and said something like "I think you'd be better off if you stayed in the office". The pompous git got up and composed himself enough to make an excuse that he had to be somewhere else, then made a quick exit. We never saw him anywhere near the machinery again.
 
Its those embarrassing hippy pants/pajamas that you insist on wearing Maurice... 🙂
Poor Jota , bet it got the shock of its life....

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My Mum got a gift of a pair of Chinese, sorry Tom,silk Pajamas with big bell bottom legs. One night I heard a big bang and found here laying face down in the hall, I rolled her over and her face looked like Mike Tyson had gone 3 rounds with her. 4 hours at Emergency and luckily no broken bones. She had tripped on the Bell Bottoms. Deady fashion that.
 
My brother forgot he had a beard while working as a metal turner. He had a closer look at the work and “WHAAAAMO” big hole in his beard. Luckily not his face.
Although nobody has seen his face in years...
 
I used to work as a maintenance fitter in a paper mill. As you could imagine, paper mills are full of all sorts of machinery. One of the bigwig suits from the the head office was on the factory floor inspecting a new paper machine that had just been installed. He was a bit of a pompous prick, all puffed up with self importance. While the workshop foreman was explaining the workings of the new machine, Mr. Self-Importance leaned over to get a closer look into the workings. His tie got caught in the machine and started to pull him in. It must have been a good quality tie because for all his struggling he couldn't rip it away. He had a look of panic in his face as his chin got closer to the machine. Luckily it was a slowly rotating part of the machine and the foreman standing next to him just had enough time to take out his pocket knife, open it up and cut the bloke's tie off just below the knot, all without interrupting his technical monologue. Boss man was pulling back on his tie so hard that as soon as it was cut he fell backwards onto his arse on the wet floor (paper making involves a lot of water). While the now somewhat deflated boss man was still sitting in a puddle, the foreman was calmly putting his pocket knife away and said something like "I think you'd be better off if you stayed in the office". The pompous git got up and composed himself enough to make an excuse that he had to be somewhere else, then made a quick exit. We never saw him anywhere near the machinery again.
Reminds me of a 007 movie, Roger Moore trying to get his tie out of a paper shredder.
 
One of the first things they did when we were shipyard apprentices was to take us to the joiners shop and show us the rotating machinery with silent blades whizzing around, tell us tales of missing hands and fingers and to emphasise it they shoved bits of wood into the blades which were immediately sliced up. I was 16 and it made a big impression.
It's easy to get caught off guard though, glad you survived relatively unscathed Maurice ;)
 
Had to cut my screaming wife out of her Kenwood Chef food mixer, it had caught her sleeve and dragged her in.
My mate Nick and I were on a ski lift and he put his feet up on the bar, when I went to get off he was dangling by one ski, not very Roger Moore.
 
I had my Wife cut a power drill off my head when my hair somehow wound around the motor armature.

I walked into her kitchen with a power drill attached to my head - LOL
 
Friend of my brother wanted to grease his bikes chain. He thought to be smart by wrapping an old piece of cotton around his finger, dip the finger in grease and put it on top of the inner side of the chain wile the bike was on the center stand and first gear was moving the rear wheel.

A second later, he felt a slight pain in his finger and saw the cotton turning read... the cotton had moved between chain and chain wheel and cut his first finger segment off.

the part was so destroied that they could not sew it back on:rolleyes:
 
Yes, Maurice. Very glad it didn't go as bad as it could.
There are too many stories of industrial accidents with loose clothing and exposed machinery catching hair and stuff. Just as many of people disabling or getting around the pesky shit that prevents them getting caught up in it just so that they can get hurt. Countries in the "undeveloped world" rarely have guards on dangerous machinery. Probably the worst I have seen was an ancient plywood/veneer slicing machine in Vietnam with people all over it feeding it logs and grabbing the sliced off stuff, I expected to see a fatal just in the few minutes we watched.
 
It’s what killed my father. He passed through a nine inch gap between a baler drawbar and a 545RPM propshaft several times as it stripped his clothes and right arm off, until they wrapped tight enough to stall the tractor.
Hence it’s something I’m hyper aware of.
 
I visited a pvc conduit factory, a large (maybe ten foot diameter) spinning graviton was embedded in the floor, it had spinning blades fitted to the interior walls. The seconds would be thrown into the spinning mass, cut to sheds and conveyed back to the extruders.

A few days later, I revisited the site, with cops everywhere. A night shift cleaner was in the graviton, and someone hit the start button.
 
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