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The craziest, and yes stupidest thing i ever did was this: (and please feel free to call me a dumb ass....I deserve it for this one)
It was New Years Eve and I still lived in Katy, Texas with my dad. Still today, my brother and I are major fanatics of fireworks, despite what happened on the night of the countdown on December 31st.
I had built a 4 foot rocket to light off on this day. Having my dad as an NCA licensed rocketeer (my dad used to professionally make rockets) I decided to buy an M Rocket Engine ($80) This is not your typical A, B, C, and D rocket engine like they sell at WalMart for those little kiddy rockets. These rockets, according to my dad, can lift a person with the kind of thrust power it carries.
Well, that having said by my dad, I had been thoroughly thinking about sitting on the rocket while it takes off. I had finished the wiring and safety harnesses for the rocket, and prepared it by mounting it on a custom made, steel-welded frame that I put together for it for the night.
I'm watching MTV, live in Times Square as they begin to countdown. My heart races as the time got closer to the new year. My dads having some Bacardi and coke, my mom gets the champange glasses and cleans them out for the celebration. Then I turn to ABC 13, as they are counting down the time (an hour after the NY countdown of course). I go outside and prepare the gearbox, spring-tensioner, electronics, and wires. Everything wired ready to go.
I had four shots of Bacardi 151 and four Corona Extras before I went outside for the thorough inspection of the rocket.
10.....9.....8.......7.....6......5........4
at about three seconds, my dumb ass decides to sit on the fucking rocket, having the cone taken off seconds before the lift off since the main wiring lies inches from the top inside the tube, which I was required to remove for the final inspection.
My dad's car, a 2003 Lexus SC400 by the way, was parked maybe 30 feet from the launch pad.
3.....2.......1.......HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!
I give my brother the signal to activate the switch and press the button. He does as told.
The rocket lifted me up about 10 feet into the air. I fell from the rocket and hit and broke one of the supporting wings with my shoe, which caused the rocket to go haywire since there was no weight supporting the third angle (or third side). I fell down and sprang my ankle, cut my arm with the corner of the launching frame.
The rocket went straight for the Lexus. I ran like a little loud bitch thinking if my dad heard the rocket hit his car, I would be ashes tomorrow morning.
It happens to be that the rocket went through my dads back window, and out the windshield at approx. 93mph (essential speed of the rocket engine after two seconds of ingnition), leaving burn marks on top of the seats and headrests (leather). The alarm goes off and my dad comes running out to find his car smoking from the side windows.
What was weird was that my neighbors were screaming at me since they had watched the whole thing from the start. Then my dad comes out with an empty wine bottle in his hand.
I wont say what happened after that, since I am embarrassed already about the whole thing. To sum it up, I got my car taken away for a year (no car first year of college), and got my debit cards cancelled at once, which meant no beer, no liquor, no hosting parties, and no weed at UT!!
That really fucking sucked, but thats what I get for sitting on a 250lbs thrust powered rocket engine and busting my dads Lex. Thats the craziest thing I ever done, AND THE STUPIDEST!!!!!
CHILDREN: DONT TRY THIS AT HOME!!
Ok, now time for the insults!! Post away TA's!!
PEACE! 
Last edited by Carlos Pereira on Mar-31-2005 at 03:39
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