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An awful lot of work to get 12″ off the ground.
Matches have a crappy energy-density.
Seven hundred fifty hours of meticulous toil to produce that prodigiously sulphurous squib. Can’t wait to see further consequences of the cabin fever & boredom induced by the Chinese Virus shelter-in-place/stay-at-home regime.
Matchless. Ha ha.
Yeah, he doesn’t have a girlfriend.
Walmart’s best price on wooden matches is $10.50 (free shipping) for 1000, so 1,000,000 would be about $10,500.00 right?
He gets a 10 for execution but a rather disappointing 2 or maybe 3 for performance.
Kinda’ underwhelming.
He could have made a hell of a pipe bomb with all that, and it would have made a big ass BOOM. Maybe even destroyed something useless.
JWM
The video of cats starting a falling dominoes chain reaction was a lot more entertaining, IMHO, and a lot less likely to bring the local firefighters to show up on your doorstep.
First thought was where did he get the black-headed matches?
My primitive cave stocks what is available:red-headed ones.
Bit of research reveals match heads come in the whole crayon box of colors.
Who knew??
Grandparents,probably.
A+ to MatchGuy for effort,and good video. Those prodigious sulphurous fumes made my eyes & nose water…
Ghost,
He probably ordered them in bulk for a better price. Shipped direct from Wuhan.
E for effort… F for results. Proving once again that some people just have way too much time on their hands.
The patience of Renfield, only with matches.
Spectacular, but it sure didn’t get far. Hope he was satisfied, but my reaction was “is that all?”
Back in high school, I used matchstick heads to power CO2 cartridge rockets; they’d go like the blazes for a half mile or so. They worked so well that soon I was gifted by two visitors: one from the Police Dept. and the other from the Fire Dept. For some reason they wanted to talk to my parents!
Their timing wasn’t too good though- they arrived just as the Boy Scouts Council was meeting in my living room. For a while there I was the talk of the town!