I'm a Hydraulic Press repairman....small business and on my own..**** good at what I do.......so one day this one guy calls me up.....He has an operation down south of Orlando making super strong rare earth magnets....theres something wrong with his press...He is desperate and coughs up the tribute...
So I make the drive and In I go..great big 4 post press, built in the fussing 40's...heated platens and molds..completely bastarded over the years...squirting in some sort of liquid clayish amalgam, great big copper coils on the platens....**** frankenstein monster you have ever seen! **** thing went up and down though, so thats all we need for starters......
So there I am....I tell the guy,'Run us through the cycle'....the guy closes the Platens, injects the iron mud slurry, throws the switch to electrofy the coils and heaters... and I will swear! Every red blood platelet iron particle boiled right out of my skin and got sucked into this monstrousity! Keys! belt buckle! Zipper! Even my glasses went flying!
I'm like, "**** Butters!?"...The **** guy had a **** of a deal going on..making super strong magnets with some sort of clay and heat and pressure...**** thing!...
Well..of course I fixed his rig...it was bleeding off tonnage before the timeout/temp/cure cycle...little tiny 10c thing in a relief counterbalance valve seat, but thats why we get paid the big money!...it aint the hammer or the part...its knowing where to hit it and how hard..then do the billing...**** a long haul drive though!..I Pulled off and chilled in the High Springs NW of Gainesville...I pulled a lot of clad on the way home hopping off the Interstate and ransacking totters...It was a win for Old Mud...
But I was like ****..'magnets are really something'...I do not care to dink around with super magnets in any official or leisure capacity...made my teeth hurt...not to mention the blood platelets...it was like ****...