Bloody Nora Frank, that wasn't close mate that was a firkin miracle!
Are you sure you're still alive?
Are you sure you're still alive?
Crikey Frank.People accused me of being a vandal but that was the last thing on my mind. I just wanted a LITTLE spark.
That sounds a bit like my childhood Frank.I'm very careful now. When I work on my home and hobby wiring and I'm not to sure I put my left hand behind my back and make sure I'm standing on a dry surface.
In 1949 when I was 3 my mother found me sitting cross legged playing with metal knitting needles one in each hand. I had one down the - side and one down the + side of the skirting board power point. The big switch on the front had been turned off. In those days the 240v socket outlets were on the skirting boards so the cable to whatever could run along the ground. Some did not even have switches. The holes were vertical and open. Made of china.
When I was 5 some radios had enormous batteries with 60ish cells in. I used to raid the local radio shop dustbin. When I had three batteries I connected them in series and was able to light up a mains light bulb. That scared me.
My Dad then bought me an electricians starter kit. This had bulbs, holders, electric motor, bell etc. I wonder if they still make these. Hope so.
.....somehow i managed to touch the pins as i put the plug in (small fingers i guess)
It probably won't have arced but just the proximity and damp skin would do it. I've had entry and exit burns from a faulty switch mode power supply capacitor at over 300v for a fraction of a second. I said a rude word when that happened.SC my friend had a really badly burnt hand when he picked up a live 13 amp plug the socket having been wired to an appliance. Not much distance between those pins. It must have arced across his damp skin.
Nasty, and very lucky to survive a 25Kv shock. If he hadnt had hold of it in both hands he may well have been killed. Neither the boots nor the gloves were high voltage rated. He would have been better off in a metal suit. I always find this wierd but it is true. It amazes me when the guys work on high voltage lines from helicopters while they are switched on.I was about 5 when I got my first kick, playing with a plugged in bulb-less table lamp. Fingers in the bulb socket, it scared the sh!t outta me!
A few years ago, a workman on a railway crossing bridge here was carrying 15m reinforcement bars from one end of the bridge to the other, the bars were handed, with a bend at one end. One of them was the wrong way round, so he rotated himself on the way. Whilst half way rotated, one end of the bar started to dip (he wasn't holding it dead on centre) and the low end arc'd to the overhead catenary of the railway.
He was standing on the bridge deck, dry concrete, rubber soled work boots, and wearing thick leather work gloves.
He had extensive burns to his hands and feet which was a mess separating burned leather from burned flesh. But he survived and was lucky to do so. I guess that was 25kVA.
Nasty, and very lucky to survive a 25Kv shock. If he hadnt had hold of it in both hands he may well have been killed. Neither the boots nor the gloves were high voltage rated. He would have been better off in a metal suit. I always find this wierd but it is true. It amazes me when the guys work on high voltage lines from helicopters while they are switched on.