Well what and eventfull night i had last night!
Lets set the scene, Im in the shed having a pre mission smoke looking at the task in hand (pulling off the fly wheel) and checking out the puller my mate at work lent me and listening to ACDC on Planet Rock. Dog is asleep on the floor by the desk and oil catch tin still located under the work mate catching the tiniest dregs of oil.
So i attach the hydrolic puller thats in the tool box and start winding it up, keep winding, keep winding, keep winding, then i start to think this surely has to go by now!! so standing up, with puller / fly wheel etc now perfectly enlined with my gentlemans sausage i gave the flywheel a little tweek with a near by spanner........ not cool
The thing shoots off at lightning speed, smacks me in the nuts, flywheel hits the oil pan sending oil every where, the dog shits its self and bolts out the door, im now on the floor trying to save the remainder of my man hood then the puppy runs in and starts humping my head.
Any way after a drink of Strongbow here is how she looks now.