Gawn Chippin
Arachnocronymic Metaphoron
My ex somehow went hammer-handed on an otherwise reputable kitchen appliance originating in East Germany as a copy of a successfull West German brand. She immediately wrote it off, inpulsive as she is to habitually and needlessly shovel out money. So I brought this damaged part home and then hooked up a fixture, using my brake tube vise, a drill trigger and battery alligator clamps harvested from a slipshod battery charger originating from You Know Wherestan.
The idea was to hook it up to where it would spot weld. At first, I released the trigger and pulled it as quick as possible, expecting fireworks. Instead, it took a few seconds, to casually sizzle together. Surprisingly, the trigger mechanism built up a consideral amount of heat.
I took care to solder the wires as close to the damage as possible, in order to avoid needlessly burning off any protective chrome plating on undamaged surfaces. I polarized the weld, so as to direct the flow of electrons from the more massive side towards the thinner one
The idea was to hook it up to where it would spot weld. At first, I released the trigger and pulled it as quick as possible, expecting fireworks. Instead, it took a few seconds, to casually sizzle together. Surprisingly, the trigger mechanism built up a consideral amount of heat.
I took care to solder the wires as close to the damage as possible, in order to avoid needlessly burning off any protective chrome plating on undamaged surfaces. I polarized the weld, so as to direct the flow of electrons from the more massive side towards the thinner one
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